The Curtain

Wind in the dawn

Screams

Does not whisper

Through the day

Distant

Dark clouds gather

Fear not

In here

Storms will enter

Winds are still

It is us who move

Storms are weak

Against ones

Who stand time

Dark clouds

Like them

Beautiful but helpless

Wind in the dusk

Whispers

Or stays silent

The dark clouds

Stay

Or slowly shatter

Sky in the night

Is dark

Like high ceiling

Fear not

The curtain

Slowly closes