Don’t look the closure in the eye, this blinding light too sharp to grasp
These slashes drawn in shifting sands, our silhouette defined, displayed

To break the failing sun to words, our feeble tongues to utter pale
The wonder envied glorious, we lie before another’s gaze

So turn away the dying glimpse
and fathom deep the recollect

As all you are to come to know
and all you know
to come
to be