A tidal wave of sorts rises over,

Bookmarked into a series of events,

One leads into another –

Like a stone on explosive waters

A vacant canal at bird’s sight,

That heeds only what its born with,

A reckless setting can oft prove worthy

A task for its multi-tasked mortals.

Why question when you can sing,

The melodies and love tunes of a long-lost world,

Brimming with upheaval –

And bursting with grandiose.