#WeAcceptAsh

When Argos fell away
And all their Eyes closed shut
It was not black or grey
Nor the dark below a shady Banyan tree

It was instead a bright-surprising world
With waves of lattice thoroughfares Blue suns that send out mirror light
Of worlds they had never seen

Argos floated to a creature nestled softly in the air
An Eye with heart and rainbow rings
A face with contented stare
Kept sending little packages from way up high to there

Lo, below and parachute like spinning minarets
They move about to elegance in 1's, 2's, 3's of sets
Down, down to the weeping sounds
Upon transparent open grounds That glow, pearlescent hum

There was another being there
Whose tears doth quench the thirst
Of tiny buds which will become
Some unknown creatures first

Before the ground hath done its deed
And sent a magic deep beneath
Toward the wave on netherworlds
Through white ambrosia saps

Made of regal tapestries
Which fuel undying poetries
So storied lives might never be Forgotten
Ever
Again.