"My Sunset"
I sit upon a hillside, w/ all the world to see, as I look toward the sun shinning brightly over me.
An army of brillant colors battle for the right, to show off its glory before the coming night.
The sun is falling slowly in the light of day, as the dark angels drive the light angels away.
A soft glow shouts victory at the end, as the sun sinks from my sight.
The flutter of black angels wings echo in the dark, the flamming arrow of evil, has finally found its mark.
The clouds that were once warm have now become cold, hiding in the silver moonlight, within many mysterious folds.
Sadly this silent state will fade away, with the peircing light of the dawning day.
I sit upon a hillside, w/ all the world to see, as I look toward the sun shinning brightly over me.
An army of brillant colors battle for the right, to show off its glory before the coming night.
The sun is falling slowly in the light of day, as the dark angels drive the light angels away.
A soft glow shouts victory at the end, as the sun sinks from my sight.
The flutter of black angels wings echo in the dark, the flamming arrow of evil, has finally found its mark.
The clouds that were once warm have now become cold, hiding in the silver moonlight, within many mysterious folds.
Sadly this silent state will fade away, with the peircing light of the dawning day.
thearcanecircle:
thats vivid...i like it..does it have any hidden meaning for you? or do you just love the transitions between day and night like i do.