Everlast, dear child. Everlast!
And never say
that tempest sent
gives no meaning to your cries.
A tangled mess, you are unkempt,
Perhaps,
but not unkind.

How unrefined!
Cast out,
as to the wind you bind yourself
and let the minutes pass.
None catch what you hold
Dearest, none can name you
As you are
The crimson fire
does not burn.

a lone die in darknes cast,
never checks is lost
The chance is yet unrealized
and by the tempest tossed.