The Atom Dance - Atom Works

They slow to approach Peshawar

They’ve come so far and finally disembark

The note was right, there’s Spice and his cargo car

With his palm upon his heart

Oh how I grieved you darling Ilmi

Now I receive you darling Ilmi

Hard to believe you’re darling Ilmi

Where did life lead you darling

You left me cold in the dark

Once riven souls

Forgiven all

Their fleeting gaze

Sets ablaze a colourful embrace

From family joy

The mood destroyed

No Amla here

He too has disappeared

They mount a search

But nothing’s heard

And muse of where

The brothers went

Dalchini rests her mind

Her family settle for the night

Allowing space and time

They leave alone Ilmi and Spice

Outside

Behold the atom dance

Invisible romance

The bonds that moved with time

To entropy, the bold decline

Touch the hands of old

Retrieve the mask you’d sold

Trade with the clock no more

Here’s your revolving door

What I know

Is as before

We’ll grow

But watch the road

A crack of dawn trek to the riverside

The Kabul glistens past the silhouette of Spice

He tells how he himself had met his fate

At the banks of this hallowed place

The morning chorus belts in glory

The pendant brazen, lies upon the ground

Spice reaches up to pinch his fingers in his mouth

Then from his upper jaw he pulls two teeth

The hidden half of each a key

The first key turned, the zircon covers pop

Six spices placed inside before he seals the top

The second key is cranked, the blend begins

As the parts like clockwork sing

And beckon Ilmi to wade in

He removes one key

She sucks the mixture free

Now water through her hair

Drops to a vase, ensnared

Spice with Godly sheen

Draws out the second key

The pendant now a straw

Through which she drinks it all

Behold the atom dance

Invisible romance

The bonds that moved with time

To entropy, the bold decline

Take your chosen route

Within potential truth

No temporal chains on form

Here’s your revolving door

He takes care to cleanse the urn

For the other’s turns, to be sure they can discern

The wash that’s theirs, beware the jester’s partisan affair

With a king who rules the pair

New hands in fate break cycles

The atom works in ritualistic time

The atom dance will pull them out of line

The atom works in quantum atrophy

The atom dance will set them free

Will set you free

It set me free

No meant to be

All can be

All will be

All you’ve been

All you’ll be