In clouded cradle haunted deep
I confirm in tainted turbulent sea
Bridled tongues moved to please
The pallid probes of the verses brief.

Along stony erected rendered walls
An allurement for a parallel path
Sweeping ashes from gleeked leaves
A restful sojourn before a nitid start.

To gather some allotted strength
From sunsets to the cited device
Insulating against a season in hell
Amid perils of the purple paradise.