The Silence of Babylon

Beneath the ever-watching stars,
Within the twilight between the sun and moon,
Wandering aimlessly through empty plains.
Till the silhouette of ancient ruins,
Appear before me.
As radiant sunlight illuminates the once-grand gates of Babylon
The memories of a distant past emerge
As an echo of distant voices within the howling wind,
As a hazy mirage that dances within the sands of time.
Till nature’s embrace and time’s law reclaim what is theirs,
As sand drifting on the wind.
Beneath the ever-watching stars,
Within the twilight between the sun and moon,
The silence of Babylon, the myth that we made.
Rings through the ruins and from the gates that gleam gold within the twilight.