Before the wind blows
and darkness was but one and all
a creature of might came
to recite his mantra.

She spoke with gusto
and in tongues as well
but no one was there
to hear her scream
her words, were of nothing.

All of a sudden the
winds shifted and turned
and Darkness was not alone.

Within the darkness the Wind grew
and embraced with a fierce howl
that the creatures mantra was not the only
one to be heard.
Fleeing in fear
Fleeing in fear

Eventually the wind died down
and Lady Creature was alone
to dwell in her sorrow
as empty as her heart
as she realized.

NOTHING.

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Midautumn, in the year 110 MA.