In the stillness of that split second,

my tawny eyes recognized those woods:

for, It was a familiar bend.

woods all dark and serene as they stood.

I drew my cape closer,

my movements prudential and slower

I heard footsteps behind me;

I turned,my mind dancing with glee

but my face was soon set on a sigh,

for my dreams never came by

I closed my eyes a second time

to succumb to the darkness and stillness of the glen.

A breeze touched me with it’s silent chime;

I felt light spewing in that lion’s den.

Light vanished the dark veil that covered the beauty of nature,

a beauty that nothing in this world could attain as a feature,

the divinity that none could seizure,

the beauty that we destroy for leisure.

I hated to look back to my worldly life

because ,it only bought me sorrow.

I was carried far away,away from that sharp knife.

The beauty around me seemed to stimulate the beauty within me

giving me a better hope for tomorrow.

I had been there; amidst those lilies and heather in every weather

but,I was expecting someone,in that silent ether.

my hair danced in the morning air like a feather,

I knew that something should bring us together.

My heart skipped a beat,I saw her once again

I extended my pale hands to her

she held them,anger and agony silently drained

from my finger tips,for her mind was soft and pure as fur.

Nobody could describe the love I had for that world

where, I could lose myself like an innocent child;

where, the pain of past wounds were to be shed;

the place where the light of imagination led.

I was held back from venturing my imagination,

for they told me to live in the reality,

but,did they knew the painstaking frustration

that,involved the idea of staying back,blocked from glee?

Now that I can’t go back

to that world where hate seemed to lack

I have to die in this menacing shack.

Maybe, one day i’ll be remembered in a clack