Sacred and Secret - Planks

Crooked halos, elapsing faith

Manifestations of the earth as I see it

Filled with life, worth the love

Of a whole heartbeat

Striking for the final time

Not in you, not in me

Striving to recover this faint idea

You see it as given

Devoid of feeling

Ghastly pale

I believe in only this

Not in you, not in me

Depict order

There you will see

I can only breathe in the stillness of this surface

In fog entirely buried

Absent of light

You reach out, I bow down

To the one queen

Filled with life, worth the love