1. Her structures were created by the fever's flames,
And she poured out her yearning for the ancient tune.

2. Veiled, she journeyed, and her dawn broke free,
Stripping herself of all I own and make.

3. She turned toward the homelands, but their slice of virtue
Razed her, its ruins fragmented, torn apart.

4. She came to echo through the firmament, calling her beloved,
Who squatted, hoping to ascend the heights.

5. She stood questioning him, and he returned her answer -
The echo came: no way to reunite.

6. With eyes that told the present state, she mourned their pledged troth,
Grieving over a union gone, dispersed.

7. As if a lightning flash had flickered in the flames
Then folded in, as though it never flashed.