Orilede -- Transition

orilede Transition Here they sat Detached from reality evoking their stagnant passion calling to mind the scattered emotions reliving the certain days of lively jabs gathering of glee and resounding vibes Alas, the cloak falls the chiming stops the wheels is clog the zeal is numb the mind is still with an ethereal chillness came in the bellowing wind Echoing from the distance that would waft away the stilled one with a leafy branch homebound