Wondrous Glare

Bringer of fortunes

Of those who wait

Greets its’ best

At the colorful gates

Presently standing

With arrows in sight

The hues at a

Distance, of ghostly flight

While shadows flow

Their glimmer rumbles

Such watered gleam

While oceans tumble

Glance into such darkened

Light, release the abstracts

Distorted such fright

Drawn upon in rigid flair

The closing pause,

In random glare

That points are soaring

A frenzied end

No longer catching

This wondrous blend