I went seeking the babble.

In the wilderness of the woods.

Went and went.

Until I perceived.

Thunders approached the menaces, darker.

So soothing it beaconed in the eerie.

Sobbing in glee,

I cherished those obliviously.

Far beyond the miseries related to it.

Learning to exude grief.

Not at all saddened.

Overlooking the constraints.

This too shall pass.

This too shall pass.