#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.