The silence engulfs me,
the quiet sound that fills the Earth,
An ambient hymn covers each inch of snow
Never noticed, but always there.
All white; devoid of color...
but maybe it's okay to not yearn for green.
The lights in the sky dancing over the sky;
so strong you hear the static crackles within the air.
The stars that go on forever
but seem like they're only yours.
The grass covered in polished quartz,
the moon illuminating it;
making it shine brighter than the stars.
A covered sky, glazing over the stars.
The clouds whisk away the light,
claiming it their own.
Only then to pour over with more soft speckles.
You look up; breathe in the frigid zephyr.
The mountains that tower over you,
threatening to consume you without effort.
They block out the light;
the monoliths create a void,
one that is darker than your mind.
Apr 11, 2020
Apr 11, 2020 at 10:25 PM UTC
The silence engulfs me,
the quiet sound that fills the Earth,
An ambient hymn covers each inch of snow
Never noticed, but always there.
All white; devoid of color...
but maybe it's okay to not yearn for green.
The lights in the sky dancing over the sky;
so strong you hear the static crackles within the air.
The stars that go on forever
but seem like they're only yours.
The grass covered in polished quartz,
the moon illuminating it;
making it shine brighter than the stars.
A covered sky, glazing over the stars.
The clouds whisk away the light,
claiming it their own.
Only then to pour over with more soft speckles.
You look up; breathe in the frigid zephyr.
The mountains that tower over you,
threatening to consume you without effort.
They block out the light;
the monoliths create a void,
one that is darker than your mind.
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