The pulsating heart of the ground
Shadows born from the sky
A clash of light and darkness
Below a cloudy sky

On this green battlefield
Wind pushing the victors forward
The light pushing through
The shadows fizzling into the ground

A tree standing
The only constant of the land
Catering to the shadows and motivating the light

The clouds clear up and the battlefield revealed

The shadows have gotten darker
And the light has gotten brighter
In perfect harmony under this blue sky