The Rivers Run.

Within the time, between the landing, running rivers ride. Upon the setting sun and night, the evening will arrive. Within the visions of the scenes upon the breeze that laughs; the words upon the verses speak upon the term regards. Upon the magic within side the reasons are compiled; inside the darkness within insight the shadows art is styled. Within the moonlight left to skate as running rivers rise, the path between the morning lies in mirrors of the skies. In painted dusk’s the moon in flight will set the night beyond, the measure of the forming light and dawn that we belong.