The abyss swallows me,
Surrounding the steel beast in which I reside within.
Darkness, a never-ending black canvas
Painted with the colours of the night,
Streaming past, carrying the ripples of peoples’ dreams
Small only in solitude, but grand in companionship
Spreading into the atmosphere of dying hearts,
Renewing roots with empowering beliefs
And a rush of spirit, forming a domino effect
Conversation holds mesmerising depth,
Despite topic of speech, detail drifts in the air sprinkled with foreign accents
A reminder of our individuality, but common history
A strengthening of ties, bound by lineage
Adventurers, riding this beast forward with or
Without a destination; but all reaching the same finale.
The page to a new beginning.