A castaway on a distant shore Never meant to find a source Of pain once distant and internal Of loss at the core of being Te void that teases me That lurks over my shoulder The deafening silence Radiating to the steady signal of the beacon. Secks of sand Sarks of reason Hllow splendour A soul lost in limbo Tenfold euphoria In this moment of clarity I am giving birth to the other side. Witness chastity of the paradise once lost