Red Shining

Violently dispersed red shining above
That enthrals the eyes at once to stare
And ponder...

Emerging words from the book of night
Fearless stood I, having weathered the urge
To ignite the air with wonder
Of what could have been

My loathed chamber is calling me back
Forth from the music I returned
And envied those who slept…

I awoke from a sleepless dream
With a tear and the shattered hope
Yearning for the true reason I wept
For what could have been

Another blank breath taken sans gratitude
Enforcing the dank and dim atmosphere
Of autumn…

Beneath the ice the river still may flow
And once the rhythm slows inside
The sorrow of that shall be… forgotten
With no regret for what could have been