At what seems the border of 
the deep quantum world

Where the elusive here 
may be not far from there

And the perilous now just 
might be the vanished was

Where tomorrow shines
bright beacons for the

Bustling and fired imagination
on fire with the blade in hand

Where in dense shadows
and plains of space I am

Learning to broadcast
visions of multiple beauty 

Which have captured
and thoroughly enraptured

This wandering soul
now less adrift than ever

As the canvas yields 
to the density of secrecy