Celeste

How lovely souls do roam.

Floating onwards, all alone.

Glowing faintly in the night.

Indescribable, in flight.



Disappearing in the summer mists;

That so paint these hilly twists.

With a mesmerizing haze.

Designed with intent to amaze.



A beauty everlasting,

Yet lonely on her throne.

Defiantly is grasping

This place that we call home.



The conclusion of my former mind,

Alights the burden, allows me to find

What it is that's in me

That I never wanted to see.