Mind flows past cherry dropped lanes
Throbbing wood lost to sashayed paths
Ordain, you feel the rise of cranes
Existence comes by your material woes faths
Design is conception; to see a bright lead
Approached in souless thoughts, razed dreams
Back out to sign; loosen arms rides stead
Sand filled coals faintly burning, slips through seams
Caves bright of glow worms feed your desires
Ner do you go, must I look fair in your heart
