All rivers diverge from centre
Torrents rage through clutching fingers
Stealing into the nothing
The frailty of all that breathes and bleeds
Now revealed, in the lifeblood of a first son
And I would silence all the world
That your essence would sustain
So deep the channels run,
Carved into darkness and nothing
And would that I could hold the world at bay
But the infinite slips through wearied fingers
(Stealing into the nothing)
All rivers diverge from centre
Torn away, into the quiet