Chaos You Cannot See

The wind played flutes
All season long
Nymph spirits pitter pattered
Alongside the melodious song
Where rays shined
Cast a light on all so bright
That even the unsightly
Seem so beautifully a sight
Yet in this season of peace
Among those perfectly in grace
I sit in sorrow of future morrows
In another parallel place

– a.h.

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