Old hearts buried, covered in rust
Rise up, haltingly into the light
Sharp edges softly ground to dust.
Winds blow across, strong and harsh
Whipping up desolate grains of sand
Old hearts buried, covered in rust.
Flaking away, slice through the crust
Layers peeled back so wafer thin
Sharp edges softly ground to dust.
Deep mantles stripped, covers mussed
Brilliance shines, gold dwells within
Old hearts buried, covered in rust.
Scouring deep, the earth is robust
Emerges slowly, the delicate forms
Sharp edges softly ground to dust.
Rich patina burnished, light adjusts
Birthed from ancient darker clay
Old hearts buried, covered in rust
Sharp edges softly ground to dust.
Visions of Clarity 