Dawn to feel,

Some distant–

Dusty shelf.

Remnants–

Just strings.

Temple in ruin,

Dashed columns–

Memories collapse.

Bound to distant orbits,

Inescapably calling,

Begging–

Feeling the strain,

From somewhere far.

Strings,

Dancing, alive–

Inviting fate to speak.

Touch–

Past, future, present.