The dark hour. br Pitch black. br The night sparks, br with sudden stars. br With a glory unattained, br the night-shroud whispers br to the tumultuous ocean, br a longing unknown. br Breaks from the unfathomable darkness, br chaos of a roaring dawn. br stamping its thump br in this lonely night sky. br An endeavour br to sweep the earth off its feet. br Leaps of joy, br in the boundless ocean. br the cumulative sorrow, a burden unshed, br smothered in a second. br All that was, br vanishes… br for all that is, to come. br and thus ends a creation, br to create the uncreated.