A navigation of lightless lands within echoed dreams.
In the blackness, sound shapes, reverberates;
The darkness is flat, enmeshing all life
And is thick as sludge; descending ascensions,
Tempestuous, ghastly whirling winds;
Quickly, haste, run the vast and lightless lands
As forces align, making a nothingness,
Of everything, of totality and the universality;
Snarling winds yap and grunt and bay;
Light shines as silver, cresting a sullen new sky.