To frolic upon a passage of speeding light
Garnered by a writhing soul
Enslaved by time, but not space
Censored by the night’s dark confines — its plight
Among the vanquished, illuminated only by a golden dream
All solace sought within the boundaries of justice postponed
To the light of a new day
Synthesized, absorbed by constant yearning
Asymptomatic to any reference or reflection of its own myth
Momentarily freed before frozen in expectation
Before darkness…
