Riverbeds Hewn in Marrow - Hope Drone

All rivers diverge from centre

Torrents rage through clutching fingers

Stealing into the nothing

The frailty of all that breathes and bleeds

Now revealed, in the lifeblood of a first son

And I would silence all the world

That your essence would sustain

So deep the channels run

Carved into darkness and nothing

And would that I could hold the world at bay

But the infinite slips through wearied fingers

(Stealing into the nothing)

All rivers diverge from centre

Torn away, into the quiet