Nightfall
Ephemeral gate to the hidden realm
A kingdom shrouded in mystery, wherein infinite visions dwell
Entrance in the uncharted fathoms of the deep dark forests
An ancient gateway revealed by night
Wonders of thy hidden grandeur, when shall they be mine?
After countless nights the styxian gates still stand unbreached
Thoughts are racing to grasp the ghosts of the essence beyond my reach
Though the mere awareness of thy existence feeds my fire
I yearn to draw from the purest form, to join the nightly choir
Worlds are born
Of glimpses from beyond the veil
Manifestations
Of thy presence
On a lesser plane
Worlds are torn
In a cycle of destruction
While the search for the uttermost meaning carries on
I feel thy presence at the end of each day
As the colours of the forest fade away
Yearning for the flame from thy given spark
I once again gaze towards the dark