Literature
The darkness rides
The darkness rides its steel eyed mount The gathering souls, each one to count Upon the shores of lakes of wrath The sad eyed lady's spirit cast The hope of dawn, of rising sun But each day more and more wearisome The adjustment of the season falls As does her gaze in darkening days The light of heaven, a split in time A rift in the continuum of space The clouds to lift and reveal grace That sky so blue, and sun so bright Even a brief interlude, 'till spring takes flight A brighter day will come again Of warmth, of love and relief from pain...
