Walk upon my shrouded world dancing in the rain, with wings unfurled feel the bite of the winter cold what is it that this world holds?
differences as far as the eyes can see walk upon a forest of dancing trees the world as you imagine it to be this hallowed place will set you free
listen close, the grass sings beneath your feet this entire world moves to your heartbeat watch the clouds fly above the street relax for awhile, take a seat
this shrouded world is hidden from view I share this sanctuary with only you
Copyright Reimundo Castro This poem is unfinished, Id like a few responses before I decide if I want to continue it or not