Poetic Thoughts

As night arrived sparks slowly began to take flight. Along with these sparks were the young night birds who felt the warmth in the air  and the light of the sparks took them to places they had seen a million times already and yet it felt different.  Young and bold these night birds  drenched themselves in their fantasy  of the bright lights of the streets they took flight in.  Every moment spent chirping and fluttering  around the pools of magic they never felt so light yet so full . The dials of the clocks went unnoticed and it's never stopped ticking. A new day began in the dark and the night never ended . Dazed in this emotion filled ride they never knew when their eyes closed and when the night ended.  Magic in imaginations abruptly ended and slowly the sparks faded.

Step into a trail of leaves which takes you to a place which even thy imagination fails to comprehend. Don't run away as the fear of this mystery engulfs you from within yourself.  Breathe deeply till you find silence inside , as only then can you listen to the symphony of the forest. A place where sounds mash with sights of magic and serenity experienced through true inner peace.  Daunting is the loss of the known , an experience which fills our past and makes us who we are . Yet the strange resolve of understanding what lies ahead lingers beside our comfort zone, waiting for a spark to push us towards exploration and learning. Bring thy special lighter along with you in this special journey to a land  an abyss so cloaked in myth and darkness that it's thought was unacceptable by society , only to show everyone that this was a paradise beneath a man made shroud in reality.