It's all a whisper now
And not even that once I breathe out

The pools of wonder still as graves
So much left unexplored
The world in a tear

As that is what I shed
For what is left
And in my head
I try
To learn creation

With cool grass
Standing there
What comes next

Just unaware wind
And a sky stuck in the hourglass

I want to run
But where
When every where is here
Without a sound and all around
Is deaf

Fade into the sand
All those grains of regret
None can hear the welcome
Of what is to come

The echo and the end