Lightning and Thunder lures a soul to wander..

Searching for the preacher that cares for all nature’s dark creatures..

Dancing in the dampened soil..through the blackened hills setting a profound chill..

Slipping into the chilled valley where they all congregate and rally...

see them frolicking and cackling upon the dewy moss
Luring the soul who followed to be lost...

Come join us they sway
Bring yourself into us you may...

Moonlight breaks and the body awakes but it is far too late...

Life’s abate
Therefore accepting ones fate...

Dance with us you say...

~Bwine

I’ve been here b 4
The water is cold. It’s familiar. I’ve always known that would be where I’d return....

I know it’s my resting.

I’ve always welcomed the sun...I’d wish it to save my soul.... to no avail....now I’m done.

I must return to my home. The big blue...

I’m done with with this warmth. It had helped for a short while and I am more than thankful ...but not I as I had hoped.

You won’t agree and that is fine. I’m not really gone. Just gone as you can see.

Please don’t ponder and self hate.  

I’m ok in my state.

Bwine~