Gemini Garden, Silent One

“hope floats from purple petals to ebony buds” - Silent One Surging whirl storm billows in the slate sky, tracks the tormenting course of scare in the air. The stratified placid wind doesn’t know why the harsh turbulence of angst it should share. Agonized anger flares in the malicious mind, smolders the sullen life to let the embers glare. The anguished ashes fly away, fail to find the rationale why benign empathy doesn’t care. Ebony haze hangs on the halcyon horizon grey, spreads murky mantle in the ambiance austere. From the shrouded sun onyx clouds drift away, hope from darkness a bright day would appear. Stifling sorrow clutches the marooned mind, permeates pain in life drowned deep in despair. In sanguine soul blooms bliss, agony gets redefined, radiant hope makes pearls from drab drops of tear