Grief

I saw the light

pronounced

huge

metaphysical

tortured

by the

enigmatic law

of silence

It raced

with all its might

toward the abyss

that carried with it

the end 

of all light

and reverberating

throughout the seasons

the cry

of anger

was not understood

Belabored wrath

scrutinized to perfection

called out

like a siren

and lasted

until the season passed

and all was awoken.