The tale once spun of a voyage to a destination unknown. Caught within storms or seas unseen. Dreams captivating the crew as sails set when the sun set. Guided by stars and light from above. The sea gave way to that which lies in the deepest of hearts. Love for the water’s embrace holds those close. Let all be drawn to the voyage.
Towering with claws of frigid despair, the beast is surrounded by roars.
Facing all and standing its ground.
The peak of men’s ascension.
Find its time carrying history before aged held in the record.
The story of mountain.
Take me to golden pastures.
Where angels dance or broken wings mend.
Come into vision oh serenity.
Bring solemn wishes to fruition.
Mask me with focus.
Your warmth is needed.
Drowning in circles.
Thoughts plague external decisions.
Into the water’s embrace.
Alone with the fire’s tail meeting its end.
Coming to the surface or drawn to the bottom.
Tales spun forever.
Though I am met with the spiraling descent.
Illusions brushed to reality.
Passion in artistic history.
The fire engulfing my cerebellum.
Touching my soul.
Brushing fire til it drives me home.
Embracing what is within.
Becoming the beast.
Met in confusion.
Twisted lines find frame of mind.
Colors coming in waves.
Reaching reaches reached past brain waves.
Going beyond imagination.
Bringing vivid illustrations.
Shadows of what wants to be revealed.
Conveyed to display what is real.
Feelings in a motion of thoughts.
The colors of the universe found in us.
Shining in the night.
The promise of the light.
Spinning around in circles.
Met with the opposition in the direction of emotions.
Colors sway as the motion of hurdles come alive.
Met in a canvas displayed of life.
Touching ever so slightly but avoiding embrace.
Grin forming from the darkness.
Shadow of evil.