The Eternal Forage
The Eternal Forage1 min 24.6K 1 min 24.6K
Drowned in the reverie of esse;
She twirled a lock of her golden tress.
What did she do to burn her benevolent soul;
Darken her heart and punch a hole.
The search for felicity lies within;
Peek inside and the love begins.
She flapped her wings and took her flight;
Summoning the darkness and ignite the night.
Behold thy fears in the prison of your hearts;
For you are the sovereign of your charts.
It all ends with a magical beginning;
As every sunrise gets it's buoyant evenings.
Ask no more of who you are;
A quintessential being from land afar.