The overseer takes a passing glance,
Perusing, window-shopping,
Casually over throngs
Who pass about their way
Never interacting
Even with their nearest
And dearest.
The charcoal maria stare down blankly
Endlessly, eternally -
Soullessness pervades all
Across the darkest reaches of infinity.
The dark maelstrom turns,
Rotates, revolves,
As maelstroms
Do
Not hear the words the Gaia speaks
Nor gently tread the path;
Assuage the thoughts the mentor gave
To all who fell below.
For still, beneath
In endless chasms
Spiralling, labyrinthine,
All who felt the presence
Reside today
Unmoving, unstirring
Until the new dawn breaks.