let the time stop next think a lot
a pull of the heart will light the inner spark to what I need to know
Why must show, the twilight so,
the prophecies of ebb and flow
to give a light one cannot see
and highlight insecurity?
For in these visions, what is shown
is based on thoughts already known.
And truly, those celestial scenes
will represent one's hidden dreams.
The weakest features brought upon
and then enforced by setting sun,
are shown and heard by nature grand,
afflicting minds and able hands.
In situations, bright and bleak
in coming days, approaching weeks,
drawn by sky in colored rune
the sun reveals a humbled moon.
Then, left with these prophetic frames
the dreamer ventures off again
to, then, interpret what was seen
where fiery red meets jaded green.
Colors permeate the very fabric of my existence shun the resistance
the call of the wild pierced inside the heart of a child
its mystique is strong and very fulfilling