Times like these can be timeless
For who we are
For who we belong to
For the synopsis of each story
For the letters with letters of our names
For the lines across our faces
Embedded, engraved in walls of memory
Times like these
Our hearts is the ink
Like a river
Somewhere near my shelter
Where words flow
Where our souls sink
For the revelation we live by
A whole new world we go through
Hands on hands
Beauty for ashes
Unbreaking the broken chains
To a chain of halos
By the name of syzygy
