' Beyond The Beyond

The Archer dropped his bow and the stars began to cry in a lumen misted teardrop while time 'n space yawned at the sight of such folly so they thought in moments 'til the arrow broke away searing space, and science by a hole, dark as death unlike the one they worship yet the morning came again despite the Seers presages because no one holds the light to change finite blueprints of Life but the One who told the archer how he'd drop his bow and ride away into another day, in another World where Death is not an entity where Death shall die with Time and Space and existence be no more.