The shadows of mist
scatters blue light
Slips into darkness
shattering bright
The wiles unseen
within the abyss
A feeling morose
its’ presence persists
Forge through the passage
a timid bell rings
Up in the distance
a nightingale sings
Twilight in peril
future surmise
No time to reason
the sudden surprise
Strength became fleeting
innately concerned
Hastily frightened
pointless return
Evolved in the distance
the image now clear
Standing alone
allaying all fear
Star shine from heaven
appeared on the lake
Eyes that now see
the passage to take
The soul moved swiftly
beyond the outer bounds
To enter in the garden
where it once came round
About the Creator
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