Stream of airborne crystals
Dissolving after impact
Carried from hall to hall
From wind to enlightenment
From flood to transcendence
Dendrites growing piercing the skin
Boiling in ancient waters
Fumigation with memories and clear words
Piercing the whole world
Magnifying itself
And then piercing itself
Only witnessed through what was left
on rough surfaces by erratically low flying flies
And the halls are back
Those who claim they existed since ever
Traveling through space since ever
For the world up there is to blame
And the halls are black
High contrast lines drawn on the floor
Looking almost as sharp as a goat at sunset