The ground shakes;
Earth has quietly shivered.
The wind swoons by,
Imprinted on our transparent skin.

Be our first;
they form a pattern.
The darkest pit
has lifted the ground.

Our shadows have
stretched out.
Trying to grab the
moon.

You’ve unraveled our mysteries.
We carved out the shapes;
Creatures,
A long stretched and shadow like.

We’ve pierced through the valley
of the dead.
Invisible;
following the footprints.

A secret code;
slowly dying
from the sunlight.

Stealing the light;
extinguishing it
and become one with
the darkness.

She sings and
dances humming
to the pagan melodies.

The sun and moon
no longer exist.
Only pure darkness.

Our shadows will
no longer exist….