Seeking a desire that is practically extinct. 
Awaken ones slumber; discovery one thinks.

Suddenly, the sands of time continues to sink

This room is a void, empty but not incomplete.

Vast my heart has much to give

Beating constantly, and yet powered by a courageous will.

Like the morning dew each blade represents 

Sharp and in unison; textured pretense.

Form into light that our eyes open and absorbs.

Little as we are, bigger than many foes.

Sunrise to sunset, as night is to day.

Set times, set watches, set many astray.

Turn into darkness from once we lead;

This journey to our void begins to fill our heads.

At last stretch as far as the eye can see.

The vision is strong, no emptiness to be seen.