Ado

4:30 gloam is unforgiving

reserved for fighting ghosts

haunted halls of memories and still born dreams

The stones weigh heavier, before the sun

and sound with hollow resounding

indifference

Mercy may light with the dawn

but trodding the path to its door

sounds only of footsteps on gravel, staccato

and the somber is, that each sounds already in recollection

Still

between the two remains whole

The quite tone of I am

In steady sound of hammer's fall

the silent spirits cease

to past and future banish true

eternity is reached