Field of Mountains
So vast and immense,
My Mountains surround my consciousness.
I dare you to look into these eyes you fear,
Stare down demons, angels and merciful beings.
The pit that never-ends were uncovered and in its deepness,
you saw relics of the past; such beauty in the fallen ones.
However, the eyes you fear are mine.
And never did you realise that having no soul,
I replaced the colour to represent a mirror,
That would finally force you to acknowledge
everything that lies alive in your eyes.
When I shattered inside,
Seven years of bad luck strived against me.
And in my eyes you could see the stone
blooming onto a field until you saw
Mountain peaks and hollow valleys,
emerging from my once-empty glare.
