A storm is raging in the wind 
Seeds of light are thrown across the sublime   
Sowing heaps of hopes in the faith   
Tomorrow might bring the sunshine

Under the endless rain of cosmic dust,   
I watch the unseeable.
   
Under the incessant rays of cosmic sands,  
I feel the untouchable.

Under the spells of unfathomable spirits, 
I find myself lift.

Under the legacy of nothingness,   
I have so much more.