Walking in the dark

Walking in the dark the cloud has covered all in a grey dust flame with dragons dancing around with accumulated clouds circling around the whiteness throwing out all the darkness and shifting into the blue toughest tones the ones which makes you scarry to even gaze through like the sky was trying to say I Love you ...but it stays unnamed it stays untouched by the brutality of human behaviours and life it stays unbroken to the void it stays where it belongs and it doesnt change it shifts with nature rythm it collides with a cycle of its own wind it speaks with legends of the dragons myths