A starry night, a moonlit candle, burning to reply, ‘in sights’ between the dark and narrow, lit beneath the sky. The moonlight whispers, silent gusts, and breezes form commands, upon the eerie endless space that’s levelled on the lands. Buildings rise towards the skylines, heavens will reveal, the winds intern the structured light, that’s fast upon the feel. In depths such subjects crawl to lead, upon such towers mast, upon such tides as would proceed, upon our finished tasks. Gathered to devise in time, in flight upon the game, upon our dawning attitudes’ we cast aboard a flame.