The Outside
Saturday, October 24, 2009
The chilling gust scratched my faceAs it thronged through the open field
The crimson red sky faded
As a blanket of grey devoured the sun
Little rain drops started to fall from above;
Little mirrors dropping from the heavens
The lamenting shriek of the crow began
And the song of the bluebird deafened
A pale white mist enveloped the grounds
And the flowers shivered upon it's cold icy touch
The grey above had cast a black giant
Consuming all within range
A silent cry broke the quietness in the moist air
Beckoning to the heavens
Filled with nolstalgia and pain
For what seemed like an eternity
The darkness above to stir
Churning out patches of white and vermilion
The warm bright light filtered through the grey
Seven colours surged across the sky
Forming an intangible bridge
The way the sky shined
Could put the brightest star to shame at night
That's the beauty of the outside
Cloud~Keep Floating On~
♥Cloud expressed himself at
6:00 AM
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