Time had passed,
the journeys wilted desire become tedious -

Life's span narrowed with glee
and from lands across they did come,
those who had heard and thought and
deemed correct this quantum wisdom
of Terminality and toil,

Against every notion ever Held,
an imaginative parcel of individuals found
themselves, alone, amongst the Isle free -

Yet some knew of what they spoke, they
believed and with unabashed freedom did breath -

The forgotten rights of the Temporary.