ALSphere Foundation
Engraved in polychromes, carved in kaleidoscopic sheen
A tale unfolds, with a heart all green
The recital begins, striking many a chord
With messianic passion, to walk the deep ford
Town painted all red, at the apotheosis fulfillment seems certain
An odyssey begins, insouciant of what would bring down the curtain.
Fervid and fiery like an unsheathed sword
Sweet as honey and bitter as a gourd
Experiences are vivid, unsatiated with the wee
Until it reaches the crossroads, facing the grueling devil and the deep sea
The dreams that terminate here, leave behind ashes of the yore
But the odyssey that continues, keeps bringing the waves back to the shore.
The unfinished is neither done, nor the fragrance retires
The heart is haunted by the shadows, it so fondly desires
The ink might dry, or the pen might stop, the story yet to see its fate
When a dream is half painted, the agony does excruciate
The yearning that strangles, between letting go and getting done
The hankering so intense is accompanied with apprehension
The story that begun, was all zealous to contend
And the odyssey that continued awaits an unruffled end…
