Dimness, the scattered hush
Infested with eyes from west
Overlooking the flung chest
Of winds incognito present
Like strands with messed up swirls
Eddying with embbers undying dead
Tinging the openess and lucid
Glass that shimmer more conducive
Dimness, the veil that had fell
Farther the depth of impermanance
Is showing purity and countenance
That lies now under the anonymous space
Ample the colour of pools
And splaying out names in ripples
That weave flurries on currency,
Flurries outstretched;the belated morn
reticent.