destinies gates beckon.
We pass through anew.
Waterfalls of sand
topple over shattered pasts.
Cloth bridging the gap.
The glistening sand,
like a countless diamond sea.
Heat blinds the senses.
Ruins of past abound;
the ancestors guide our paths.
Plunge now to darkness.
Glide through emptiness,
a parched ocean beckons thee.
Scarves dangle carefree.
Move quickly one must.
Friends now encased in stone,
avoid their red gaze.
Sacred ground descried.
Bygone tragedy glistening bright,
warmth to bitter cold.
Snow and sand churning,
quiet steps against bitter wind.
Travelers now weary.
Freezing limbs quiver,
As all friends fall from the sky.
We fall to the ground.
Robes slick with ice,
past spirits grant one last gift.
One last journey child.
Burst into pure bliss,
flying amongst the clouds.
Scarves shine bright.
Reach the mountain peak,
your purpose now fulfilled.
Dawn white unto you.
A new soul is born,
a falling star of new life.
Guide these young kindly.
Now the sun rises.
Shine upon a new journey,
to tell a new tale.
