Eternity Too Short

World of shadows too blind to cry
Worms crowded together to weak and [bad word] from reflection to reflection
We measure the world with measure of our blindness
Can you see while looking at the shadows?
Can you touch the shapeless illusion?
Can you hear the echo of words never told?
Can you taste your own transitory notions?
One color of earth shimmering with different shades
Shapeless shadows independent of the light
Kneeling n [bad word] of sacred towns
Crying on ashes of refuted [bad word] We shall remain and dream again
And moment of awakening is too short to recognize