Designs In Rhythm

To whom this finds
Auditors of time
I wrought from the ice of twin spires
This caustic ring;
Valleys of the king
Thoughts mired in filth
Resounding in finest silk
Designs in rhythm
Can they disclaim
Locomotive aims
Outlasting of them and of fate?
The hours forgive
Destined now to live
As blueprints burn
In the fade of the spiral urn
Designs in rhythm
(Refined procedures of the mind)
Mere mortal heart
Commands but one
Still beating when I am done
Is a rhythm and a scion
Designs in rhythm