Quintessence

Dawn comes through
Fallen darkness
Translucent as blue

Blue as your skin
Dyed by the last moon
That was gone too soon

Dreams as desire
Fearlessly burning
Torrid as fire

Fire as vice
Stained with transgressions
As biting as ice

Ice as a mirror
An unclouded looking glass
Crystalline as a prayer

A prayer as a bird
Liberated and free
Measureless as Your word

Your word as a sign
From beginning to ending
Eternal as time

Time as wind
From silence it grows
Without a presence
It flows