silent screams in solitude
soon shackle saint and sinner.
in sounds of silent seclude,
the serpent's sting shelves summer.

as dusk beckons for summer,
we dance in contemplation.
fueling the reign of fire
unlocks the absolution.

In the realm of the once known,
There's the forgotten garden.
The charge unveiled the unknown
As adventure awaits men.

Washed with singular purpose,
The path is renewed again.
No longer under the curse,
One emerges to begin.