Sweet summer substance,
the warmth of her rays...

Where snowflakes fall and fluid flows chilled,
across the ocean's path where the air stands...

But a stone's throw from home
Withers the shell of an elderly man...

Fall, did you part the sea?
Tread the sand the way you'd speak to me...

"Come all, come here, I've something to...
The night bird sings by the fair gates of hell...

There was a time when neighbours spoke,
with smiles and fun and laughs and jokes...

From the heavens you did descend by moonlight's...
to place your lighted touch in hearts, to know you...

Street lamps burn the night away as moths fly...
The wistful air in dance and play, trailing...

WHO will join them to make the world One?
WHO will it be to pen their names upon parchment...

Hush now, Love,
the line is crossed, no more can we go back...