Incandescent spirals that draw all souls
Enchanted by its otherworldly beauty
Winding notches and alluring swirls
The epitome of perfection, undeniably
On those steps I wandered,
Each one closer to everlasting bliss
Fingers by fires, shattered
Only to be put together, a stained crystal abyss
Only fragments remain
Fragments of skies
Of seas, woodlands, and fantasies, rain
Disembodied from the flawless whole that underlies
Still, an unfathomable beauty, arise
From the pandemonium of shattered glass
For its fiery tenacity to hold on never dies
Fractured and flawed, yet with allurement unsurpassed.