I find beauty in dark places
Love in mysterious ways
Comfort in unbelievable happenings
I'm not weird
I just pay attention to things others neglect.

And when you left
I overwatered all your flowers

it's been a while
i know you feel it
i do too

was this it?
everything we built
was meant to end at this?

it's been a while
since i've been the reason
for that smile

the one that reached your eyes
and swelled my heart
oh so tight

but now your lips are clamped
with no words for me
as i have no words for you

the ones who wrote stories
of countless nights
have no words left
to say goodbye

As dawn breaks upon the silent sylvan, the sun pierces the clouds with a mighty phalanx of shimmering sarissas.
The ravens cackle their clamorous, cacophonous call.
The sun’s skirmish over the solemn sea of nebulous nimbi forces the gray void to a rout.
The radiant beams of the victorious sun permeate life into the sylvan.
The trees and flowers sway with delight feeling the sultry presence of their victorious King. That all-seeing eye of heaven, the sun, burns at a distance despite his ruddy touch. Then comes dusk, the inexorable coming of darkness, drinking away the vibrant vat of the heavens. The ebon ink restores the suppressive tranquility that intoxicates the sylvan.