I thought
they would blossom...

long rain cascades
morphs into a lyrical chant...

what awaits the night
of my radiant dreams...

No more grey-edged yesterdays
brimming monotony...

I surrender myself
to the ethereal dance and sway...

somewhere deep under
there’s a poet in me...

this poem is an outburst
of unfettered emotions...

where is the need to rake the fire?
the flames never wither...

solitude, a magical realm
enveloped in tranquil hush...

A silent dance
behind the eyes...

And here we are
coursing upstream...

I journey beyond
the edges of sound...