11: Delight

The release was greater

Than the earth itself;

We were let out into

The open night,

Clawing upon the last of the

Brick walls all around us.

We had come

Stumbling through

A journey to

This delight,

A dreamy world

With colors.

Listening, we stood,

And heard trees

And saw grass

And no stones with words.

We were alive in all delight,

We saw that elven moon so bright

The sky above and beyond us all

Was mirrored blue

A heavenly vault.

To golden memories of regret

We sang songs of joy

And sorrowful dread,

But watched as the world sailed past us all

Through tree tops' branches,

Silhouetted and tall.