Dark was the night I found myself pondering the words,
echoed in a dream- the eternal slumber, a gray space in reality,
hidden on a flame dancing on the ominous clouds.
Gone I've journeyed long, in sunlight and in shadows,
hearing the song in search of the pounding like drums in my ear,
my heart a swelling.
The song words resounding like a hummingbird tune,
beautiful and enchanting, opening the small flowers petal,
so they can be kissed by the sun.
May I be kissed by the sun?
May I feel the light rays warm my face?
Am I worthy of poetry?
Spell bounding darkness.
Haunting words.
Lost endeavors.
White noises.
And I, celestial being, clinging to my soul,
oetry arrived drearily.
