The soft rustle of air amongst the leaves,

As the warm light cools its path

For one single ray breeches

And the mind straddles the indefinite line

And I feel…

The melody of life beckons

Like a loving mother to her child

With birdsong each day

And the breath reluctantly fills the lungs

And I feel…

The eyelids heave open over

A dark tunnel into a lone soul

The scars well hidden

But the toll bears its macabre

And I feel…

The vision shimmers. Shakes.

Leaks down and roles gracefully

A tranquil, sole ballerina

Dancing to the beat of war drums

And I feel…

The turmoil brews hot

With a cold touch, shackling sharply

Softly seeping, sapping

Away all inside the mind

And I feel…

Twilight tenuously trickles

Into the abyssal void venerating

The demon, the dust settles

The thoughts vacate, enveloping

And I feel…

Pain.