The Atom Dance
They slow to approach Peshawar
They've come so far and finally disembark
The note was right, there's Spice and his cargo car
With his palm upon his heart

Oh how I grieved you darling Ilmi
Now I receive you darling Ilmi
Hard to believe you're darling Ilmi
Where did life lead you darling
You left me cold in the dark

Once riven souls
Forgiven all
Their fleeting gaze
Sets ablaze a colourful embrace

From family joy
The mood destroyed
No Amla here
He too has disappeared
They mount a search
But nothing’s heard
And muse of where
The brothers went

Dalchini rests her mind
Her family settle for the night
Allowing space and time
They leave alone Ilmi and Spice
Outside

Behold the atom dance
Invisible romance
The bonds that moved with time
To entropy, the bold decline
Touch the hands of old
Retrieve the mask you'd sold
Trade with the clock no more
Here's your revolving door

What I know
Is as before
We'll grow
But watch the road

A crack of dawn trek to the riverside
The Kabul glistens past the silhouette of Spice
He tells how he himself had met his fate
At the banks of this hallowed place
The morning chorus belts in glory
The pendant brazen, lies upon the ground
Spice reaches up to pinch his fingers in his mouth
Then from his upper jaw he pulls two teeth
The hidden half of each a key

The first key turned, the zircon covers pop
Six spices placed inside before he seals the top
The second key is cranked, the blend begins
As the parts like clockwork sing
And beckon Ilmi to wade in

He removes one key
She sucks the mixture free
Now water through her hair
Drops to a vase, ensnared

Spice with Godly sheen
Draws out the second key
The pendant now a straw
Through which she drinks it all

Behold the atom dance
Invisible romance
The bonds that moved with time
To entropy, the bold decline
Take your chosen route
Within potential truth
No temporal chains on form
Here's your revolving door
He takes care to cleanse the urn
For the other's turns, to be sure they can discern
The wash that's theirs, beware the jester's partisan affair
With a king who rules the pair
New hands in fate break cycles

The atom works in ritualistic time
The atom dance will pull them out of line
The atom works in quantum atrophy
The atom dance will set them free
Will set you free
It set me free
No meant to be
All can be
All will be
All you've been
All you'll be