Weary eyes scan the scene,
She observes her twilight dream.
A blanket of life surrounds her world,
Her weary head not yet unfurled.
The landscape seems to change,
To a world that seems strange,
Bright colours light the sky,
Confusing the pupil of the eye.
Time walked on, she inhaled the sand,
She permanently changed the Land.
Their moods she finally transformed
Their minds becoming terraformed.
Now the people start to weep,
For the promise she made, she could not keep.
She tried her hand with her breath
And played her hand against death.
The light implodes into shadow
The seas no longer shallow.
The people are deeply destroyed,
For their crops were lost to the great void.
The darkness tries to eat at their minds,
Attempting to magnify the thoughts confined.
For the girl has entered the eternal tunnel,
Travelling along her own wet channel..
The girl retires, in the clouds,
Her mind at ease, the noise still loud.
she relaxes in this peace of mind,
her body hurting deep inside.
She knows the people start to cry,
Some of the people try to fly,
To follow the girl up inside,
The resting place she now confides.
