Emily+Emulation

There’s a certain cloud of dust, Hazy Landscapes- That calms, like the Rush Of Raging Rivers-

Heavenly cries, it frees me- I can trace no mark, But internal conflict, Where the spirit lies-

None may discern it- Any- ‘Tis the Life Liberated- An unrestricted venture Sent me to the Discovery-

When it comes, the Pines dance- Clouds- hold their breath- When it goes ‘tis like the Ignorance On the arrival of Despair.