Fenmoss - A Wish (to See Above the Storm)

Lanterns and fireflies, a courtyard dreaming, Secrets whispered in twilight gardens waft unto nothing in a limpid fireplace breeze. Nearby kettle sings, rejoicing in steeped bliss Saved spices and care-crafted preserves adorn the loaves of promise for a better tomorrow... Reaching ever upward, ancient arbor. You saw the youth of the world and now lie so languid. Branches stretch beyond death into the sky New leaves never fail to return with spring. No sense to puzzle over nature's miracle, But only to yearn for the day you again to bear fruit... What do you know of the endless sky? Do there lie lights yet unseen in the empyrean calm? Have your boughs brushed at the feet of the stars? Does it dawn above the storm? "There is comfort in darkness."