...There are voices
drifting with the breeze
of enigma and
transcending thoughts
Cool whispers in chorus with the night
Distortions faded as
tired man sleeps
She dances upon this unmasked field
Dreams lit by
a smile from a moonlight
upon a night sky bounded by none
Time seems
an endless reverie
as the world lies in soothing silence
But like the waves that
visit the shore
Everything in time
shall come to pass
like a glimpse of
heaven in this hell
Now that the warmth starts to fade away
and the magic turns into madness
that even the silence is
silenced
time yet again for chaos to rise
And soon I know
I would find myself
longing again for those
cool whispers...