Apogee - Hypergiant

The spire of Mons Elysium towers in the sky

A star flickers and fades among the dying of the light

The cycles rendered motionless and scattered by the wind

This life must reach its end before another can begin

We leave this place incognizant, no memory to enshrine

The time will come again that the constants realign

Space and time are meaningless where consciousness has died

The death of Mother Earth begets the death of Father Sky