The Land of The Shadow

The great stones are cracked,
For the indignant earth,
Has finally attacked,
The timeless tomb.

What human lies within,
Whose preservation,
Whose missed presence,
Is fervently maintained,
In the world's shadow?

Is not the land of the shadow,
The intention,
Of preservation?

Enter,
Seeking science,
The structure of myth,
And probe,
With profane fingers,
Forbidden secrecy.

Whatever you find,
Cannot cease,
To satisfy.