floating away
on the wings
of the wind
extraneous
and wrapped
in a sun-ray
the shadows
seem still
in a moment
now held
but they soon
envelope
the hill
somewhere a soul
denies the foretold
and cries
to a page
in a book
darkness supplying
tastes of solemnity
and glimpses
of unity
all bathed
in obscurity
iridescence
ascended
to a world
beyond view
for dreams
to unfold
and life
to renew
eh, im not really feeling this one but im trying to write everyday and this is what i got lol