Entering Polaris - Nostalgia For Infinity

Gentle reminders of walking on air Wisps in a wistful age Talking about senses, it’s high time we shared The infinities on our minds Nigh, all things I dread The reapers arrive I’ve to realize I live beyond my years Burrowing through borrowed time Mine’s a greater guise, a melding of memories Shrieking through the exosphere of worlds aware their end is here ‘Neath tortured stars And as we rise again, I dub thee Resurgam It’s where we commence No I won’t delay, the future starts today None shall inhibit my flight The yonder awaits I will remember the empathy we shared Bogged down in breathless earth Talking about senses, how acute are yours Through the eager accretion of years? I am sown back to life In the fire of spheres Time to realize I’m too far from home And missing all that made me whole Drawn to energies only the star-crossed know The vibrancy of vacuum states; vastnesses where wonder waits In vaults of sky Part 3: ‘Neath Tortured Stars