Brisk sharp winds disturb,

Calm and peaceful clouds,

Once tranquil; serene.

Now tempers tempest,

In an on edge sea,

Of ruffled feathers.

Notice the thick veil.

The Semblance of hell,

A hammered out haze.

Heavenly bodies,

Enshrouded but dressed,

Disguising the blue.

Clear days twist to grey,

Decaying into…

Dark Obscuration’.

Dance in the torrent.

Saturate yourself.

Drown in the deluge.