Dusts flew away as the deserted path was revisited
Crackling leaves got a breather as fresh ones spirited
Grazing into aridness was a new sight to behold
What once seemed rotten mud sparkled like gold
The paths were reborn for destinations yet unknown
The scorching air gave way to nourishment long gone
As the beats kept pumping for disruptive symphony
A subtle breeze of hopeless hope kept company
Alas, it was unknown, the undetermined long yard
Thence broke into fire returning the green as barred
Why the pulse had rang and the beats kept beating
Was beyond comprehension, and far from admitting
The truth that was still transparent yet sans grasp
And though it was apparent, the heart couldn’t clasp
The unspoken epiphany was thus a poisoning spirit
A ghost in the bright, a rambunctious smoke well alit
This can’t be the outcome, or any probable apparition
Was it the strong light after darkness or His Retribution?
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