fallen artwork is strewed amongst
the artic pines standing nearby
covered in the beauty it brings
the air freezes a moment with dignity
to feal in a peace that in unknown
yet fealt by all inside your piece
from all across what you could see
what fullfillment abides here
in that moment when all is sureal
and nightmares blow into the sky
becomming a different shade in you
take the time with all watching
decisions wild but thoughtful
a crisp sound of celtic nations
fealing the preasence of the glowing night
chest wells hard stronger in each breath
no touch resebles this thought
tapestry of glory enlightment
surrounding knowledge gone
treasureus whisperings
now lie upon me here
smells forgiving
taste life
tonight