Reflecting ice crystals so dark
In waters dim, and mirrors clear -
In quantum space, virtual sphere
An island on a floating quark.
The picture tainted, storm too cold.
The mirror - an enlightened door -
Reversing words, makes one explore
The soul, the sense, yet so untold.
And now... she prays for tears to split,
The pain in thousand and a thought,
That could engrave lies so long sought -
In ice eyes. With the flame unlit.