I searched my starlit void
looking for the tears
running my hands down bright spines
combing glittery trails for clues
I had to find the thieves
who ****** on purple plumes
and dimmed each golden orb
Once roaring flames of fire
the dimness become dire

the Sorcerer was hid behind spiked shadows
claws and teeth
of monsters beneath
cast clouds down on my brow
and I longed for His brightness to show
to drink down a burning glow
impenetrable lightness