The Seaweed (1)

Sunsets; sky's colored; red, orange, and yellow I walked by the frozen voices of the birds' songs A lake accompanied my journey towards a "destination unknown" The fish had to text their goodbyes, for darkness approached their royal stone Signals were sent across the sky To every passing by Signals were lit by the red, orange, and yellow Yet the beautiful and deep voices of the mellow... were gone... There were still lights in the sky But, nature's habitants would no longer strive It was a quarter to seven when... The birds quickly flew to the tress' den It was a quarter to seven when... All nature's sounds came to an end... It was so quite; a falling pen could have been heard It was so quite; the lake's flow and company were no longer shared It was so weird; I looked back to the lake to call it back, but... A seaweed was thrown to me instead; a track? I bent to pick it up when... clouds began to rush; The sky became a black mush... Quickly, I took the seaweed and ran to a tree's shadow Hoping to hide from an unpleasant fellow... Could it be a fellow? A phase of the evening's show? Or a fiend; a foe? Suddenly, I felt the seaweed quiver in my hands... Slowly, I untied its wet strands... A letter; The sun has set.... Red, orange, and yellow are its pets Darkness is what you shall see beyond the delightful and pleasant painting's wand Go forth, if you wish, but....but...BEWARE.... For darkness shall use its cards to scare Those who dare to approach..... its evil and disastrous coach.. Never let fear defeat you Gather all your courage and GO.... And so...