The Realm

Between the walls lie space
and in space lie the words they spoke
in this realm of extremism
rules are made and broken

somber until the end
when finally and without
doubt opinions changed
around him pivots the view

ancient turns around stone
the time lies bent and stubborn
fixed points become fluid
she stares into the grand abyss

and yet her faith is steady
and like ruddered channels
the stiring tides draw and pull
out to sea seeking the promised land