A Whispered Sky

The land of light and shadow, gulfs of swallows,
and seas of brightened hallow.
The darkness may overtake the deep,
as light breaches high with journeys steep.
The pressing sky surrounds all sides,
spewing a grey hue beneath where shadows hide.
The barrage of sound comes buzzing,
whipping about with a crackled thudding.
But there is no place for firm feet,
only wisps that quiver and ultimately fleet.
Below in the world reigns man and machine,
and above in the heavens reigns a fire serene.
Some call me Cumulus; a cloud,
others know not but that I am a shroud.
An ever changing always contorting landscape,
whose breathe of energy and air give fantasy shape.

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