Voice old and tired

So much sadness and grieving

Wants to be with June.

Friends used to be here

Are now scattered to the winds

Wish they were here, home

A smart fox, i am.

Traveling through the shadows,

i am truly sly.

every moment

the universe is growing

making it so great.

Flying with the sky,

over seas of lust green trees,

avoiding winter.

Opinon and Fact,

two extreme different themes,

connect to one thing.

Some deny Fate and

her existence in the world.

i for one, believe.

Ghost tend to observe

man while he makes a mistake,

awaiting his fate.

You say you know me,

yet you never speak my name,

my belief is strained.

I believe ones mind

never sleeps, for it always

thinks of what comes next.