Only so much illusion
Qualms the confusion
Borne upon
The empty soapbubbles
As they assend into skies
Where placid wlnds
Pretends
To be itself in disguise
While the sun
With deep regret
Desends into darkness
Beyond the edge of it
Which is in denial
As the cause of
Some solar implosion
Night after night
The remnants
Splatter themselves
Upon lucid skies
Immune to the horror
After so many times
No nonsense
Will be tolerated
At this somber time
When the fading light
Drags across
A pervious shroud
That somewhere
Beyond reason
Of  the mortal mind
There
Holds promises
Of superiority
Where the hopes
Of faith beyond
Dreams combined
By tiny pinpoints
Lights that ignites
Autonomous visions
Soon confined
To a Godless decision
Borne upon
Intelligent design
Where  those skies
That once inspired
Now lay mired
In that darkness
Beyond
That edge where.
The sun goes to die
To be born again
rising from the east
Yet there seems
To be no regret
That modern being
Bathed in eternal light
See no GOD in darkness
Those skies that lit faith
Hold less mystery
When faith
Is bound to earth
And only so much illusion
Qualms the confusion
Of those not borne
Away on those
Faith filled soapbubbles
Ascending
To anywhere beyond
The intelligent design
Of manmade darkness
Where
No true light
Is now allowed to shine