Signatures Of All Things I Am Here

As You Are Now So Once Were We.

Let Us Leave Theories There And Return To Here's Hear.

Your Mind Will Give Back To You Exactly What You Put Into It.

Alone, What Did Bloom Feel? The Cold Of Interstellar Space, Thousands Of Degrees Below Freezing Point Or The Absolute Zero Of Fahrenheit, Centigrade Or Réaumur: The Incipient Intimations Of Proximate Dawn.

Time's Ruins Build Eternity's Mansions.