The Sacred Ruins

Hark as the tides ebb and flow.
Watch as the moon wanes and grows.
As that trail of misty haze enshrouds the earth, Behold!
That once quenched fire enkindles amidst the holy ruins,
And that yoke that shackles the world tardily unravels.
A brave new world is on the horizon,
As the secrets underneath its cryptic cloak slowly uncloak…