Dark Wings
There is a part that yearns to take flight,
Unseen but understood,
Recognized by the one from whom it wishes to soar,
Invisible to the gaze of all.
It takes to the air, accompanied by turbulence,
The mind becomes a tumultuous sea.
It rises and brings forth darkness,
While the mind frantically searches for light.
Tempests emerge from the depths,
Impassioned in their wake.
They disrupt and unsettle,
Creating chaos among the elements.
The dark wings of the mind,
Block the light,
Bringing moments of unease and obscurity.
Mysteries lie beyond the pages.
February 15, 2025.
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