I love the rich language in this. It gives the piece a very distinct tone and vivid imagery, and you maintain it the entire time. I didn't see a single part that was out of place with the word choice.

I also liked the rhyme. It fit in so naturally that I hardly noticed it, just the song-like quality that it gave the poem.

"Listen, enthrall’d, to her darkly sweet song/Follow the echoes" Those were my favorite lines.

"A many shaded thing, sifted like sand/Separated and drying sands of time" It seemed odd that you used "sand" in both of these descriptions. That's my only piece of criticism, though. This was very well-written.

Here's a living memory, me and Mr. Volcano will flame your stupid shit!