Awake in the shadows of fading sunlight
\nCaptured and taken in a moment of clarity
\nHymn to a last breath of tempestuous glory
\nThe bards gather in a magical ring<\/p>\n
Descending an ancient ivy gilded staircase
\nLost in reverie to a quickly fading dream
\nWords of wisdom sigh their last prophesies
\nWearied footsteps slow their pace<\/p>\n
Silent wisps of night drift by without end
\nMirrored waters ripple in a chilled breeze
\nCicadas and crickets play a sad still tune
\nSomewhere icicles gleam transparent<\/p>\n
Clinging and enshrouded in eternal twilight
\nMemories twist and spiral down unhindered
\nSharp resolutions hide in blurred landscapes
\nStrange pathways offer empty delusion<\/p>\n
Behind unsought boundaries lie worlds forgotten
\nDrawn entire by intricate weaves of relaxation
\nRivers flow in gentle time to their lifesong
\nThe seasons turn in keylike fashion<\/p>\n
A breath of change is now a sudden intruder
\nSleeping inhabitants shudder in anticipation
\nBrittle mirrors sharply crack with delight
\nWinged messengers herald an awakening<\/p>\n
Dancing in the wild rhythm of the unexpected
\nMorning dew quivers in all its newfound mirth
\nCeilinged skies are pierced by heavenly rays
\nHyacinths and roses are in bloom again<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Awake in the shadows of fading sunlight Captured and taken in a moment of clarity Hymn to a last breath of tempestuous glory The bards gather in a magical ring Descending an ancient ivy gilded staircase Lost in reverie to a quickly fading dream Words of wisdom sigh their last prophesies Wearied footsteps slow their …<\/p>\n