Hidden Tint

The colors glaze

Across the horizon

Whispering the breezes

Over many fragments spaces.

Some of the hues

Blend into characters

That abstracts its clarity

In blurred visions.

Tones blanket below

Surfaces that lift into

A reasonable slumber

That drifts through its’ cycles.

The stains create

Such picturesque mirrors

Where the images

Seen and often questioned.