splendour

[cacian]

what lies
beneath
the waves is weir
a sign
of time
coming to near
changing
a late amount
of here
into a second
pasts its fears,
above the
water sits a clear
an image
foutain
youth
devere,
beyond the lights
along the rise
of timeless tides
a splash
of days is bout
to glide
the perfect ride,
splendour is live