New Hatched Sin

  I was caught, trapped

Eyes wash over

Eyes frosted with sun glare

Trapped

How many people have seen 

Or heard

Or felt

Something.

Trapped

Terrified of silence

The strange landscape shouted

Trapped

Like the work of an evil child.

Dry and sharp

Desolate and dangerous

I can't explain it.

That's just how it is.

The wind got up

Light poured

Colors and dazzled

Glowed with yellows and rich

Swept clean of and telescopically clear

Light poured 

Lovely beyond though

Light poured

Silver glow in the sky

Driven back

By the clarity of light.