Sitting
Coldly listening to the soothing screeches of night
******* the blinding thought that lingers
Shifting my eyes as a tripod, stationary, keeping from falling
Silently patroling matters that obscure the light.

Venture.
Slowely entering an unshatterable abyss
Silhouettes dancing in the panoramic view against light and dark
Wispers, loud enough to break, soft as song, beautiful enough to heal
Movements of laughter, great screams of battle.

Embrace.
The dancers convicted movements slowly are greeted by striking colors of vibrant
The beautiful voices are pictures of heavenly sirens, echoing my heart
Thunderous roars of tune describe the battle that goes on
All in one, glowing of unimaginable ground.

Exit.
The heaven like dancers stop
The beautiful voices fade
The battles of intense sease
Light comes out of the darkness.

I awake
And forget.