Thither's no stead to hide
i doubt even firmament shall abide
this was a dangerous ride.
Knocking on doors and calling
unknown strangers were aweary and waiting
for an angel to pave the path
a single chance
to covet a glance
to bring favor to this day.
Was i so negligent
strayed whence benevolence
to open the amiss door
a ceiling sans a floor.
Had i left wherefore i had gained
a struggle for eternity tamed
a moment to be abashed.
Still i needs behold the broken window
for any sign of hope
to tackle this slippery slope.
Manifest me the rainbow in the storm
a winters butterfly shall appear.
A novel entrance to manifest a greater spheer
i was sure to buss a maiden's lug.