The Monolith's Chime

In caverns vast where silence sleeps, A single drop its secret keeps. The stone it strikes, a ripple starts, Unfolding maps of broken hearts. Through veins of earth, a current flows, Where ancient seeds of starlight Grow. We ride the pulse, the slow decay, As mountain shadows start to sway. A signal lost in cosmic seas, rustling through The iron trees. The circuit groans, the wires hum, Until the senses all go numb. Your Reflection in the chrome, a fractured ghost so Far from home. The rain outside, a steady beat, On lonely grey forgotten streets. A whisper hangs in static air, A truth too heavy now to Bear. We ride the pulse, the slow decay, As mountain shadows start to sway. A signal lost in cosmic seas, rustling through The iron trees. The circuit groans, the wires hum, Until the senses all go numb. The Fission glows with quiet grace, Illuminating time and space. This gravity, a heavy cloak, the final word that Can't be spoke. The monolith begins to chime, a frequency Outside of time. The Echoes fade into the cold, a story that Will not be told. Just humming wires In the void. In the void, a final fading Distant noise. We ride the pulse, the slow decay, As mountain shadows start to sway. A signal lost in cosmic seas, rustling through The iron trees. The circuit groans, the wires hum, Until the senses all Go numb.