The Pull of Hidden Shadows

One.

In the beginning...the pull of slumbering shadows;
in the burial of breathless dreams—
your arrival.

Two.

: Why did you leave so suddenly like that?
: I couldn't bear your tears.
: Why have you wrapped yourself in so much doubt?
: Because I am not worthy of you.

Three.

Come, let us bring rain to the web within.
In the refined shroud of a painless death
let us arrange destiny.
So that in final separation there may be—
the ruin of waiting creation.