Rumbled, the arcane night sky ..
Counting the tears of heaven as it glided down the window..
The heavens must have felt my agony;
I thought,
Alone I sat ..
I could hear a melody,
As nature forced it's will on the lands,
The sound of draught,
Whistled away as it the trees danced to it's tune...
A sad melody of whispers, the wind hummed,
Alone I sat ..
