Gray ship has landed
Anchor will fall
Anvil struck fierce
My sleep, myself
Neverending, bitter flow
Hundred hammers
Silent spark
Hole in the sky
Await the day
Embrace the dark
A house of cards
My secret gamble
Solemn day
I thrust into
The shallow bay
To give back
What I do not own
This fragile ring of yonder
My constant, fleeting
Sense of wonder