Clamor's hammer s h a t t e r i n g
abstractions crushing c l a r i t y.

Abruptly rushing: muse eludes
with r e m n a n t s of your reverie

as fervors blur and burst to s h a r d s
and curst disturbance disregards

how sanctity allays a mind.
Disquieted, what you may find

as intimations e v a n e s c e
and choler-starts-to-coalesce

are sparkless embers blown from blaze
faintly smoldered in this haze

where visions mixed with sumptuous views,
aglow with insights, now diffuse.

Reviving silence might restore
some of what stirred there before.

Perhaps the muse returns, but changed,
with figments, feelings rearranged

diverging from vague memory:
perhaps with what you're meant to see.