Summer pebbles sow the profound need
As I recognized my sad spirits
I climb the wind to my demise
The warm years spent  in this blue breeze
Voices appearing from  my novel mind
Resting upon the clouds above the soft shine
Over the moss of the rain is my continued existence
Wild are those who are left to wander
Without any shade
As winter approaches things come to a halt
A fresh raw beauty that eats the day
The end must encourage the summer days to fade
Wishing for an innocent angel to help me on the way
A world  trapped between peace and pain
Soaring through the evening moon
Looking for life anew
Gathering all the strength I have
In a tranquil hallowed world
Where there in so sound
As if I knew