Relics Past

In the waves lie voices of yesterday

answering questions from past

Lives - lost is the communication

Only time stops from decayed visions

Hearing the questions of the living

Energy must not die

only transfers to another after separations -

they break barriers of sound and deception

Now we must listen between the

static as the answers to all

Given in confidence why must

we seek this place of black

Dwelling in-between frequencies

of the other side and a rush

From the presence roars

cries can only be heard

in this space from relics past