Every heart
Looks to nature
For its unlimited beauty
A form of wonder
That entices the eyes
While bringing marvel to the mind
Mine is for the mirror sky
Residing in our realm
Yet free of our corrupt soverinty
A sea of dreams
Powerful and might
While gental and forgiving
Its soft lunar strewn waves
Coeres the soul
Every flaw and impurity
Washed away
With the silent ebbing tide
A spirit carried by its eternal current
Is what I want to become
The rippling surface
Reflecting the moon
My desires and fantasies
Dreams and goals
An illusion blissful
To these sad eyes
Unfortunatly ignorance
Is fools bliss
This dream world bars me
From an evil reality


-To delvon...
"Even the restless of wolves find peace with age"