Darkness abound,
The earth hath no sound
For the trees in the ground,
Lay still, beauty bound.
The ever-growing twilight
Seeps willingly in my sight,
When luminosity meets dark:
Tenebrosity – absurdly stark.
Clouds dotted amongst the sky
Effortlessly floating, growing nigh;
Tranquility is all to hear
As my lifetime bliss is growing near.
