Elucidating Questions

As the crows fly and the plaque is adhered, the music grows and the song blows up.

A hurdle is crossed, though not jumped, the wolf finds calm, peace, understanding.

I wish the drinking would stop. Perhaps a song will be written, words torn through the pages.

The vines tear away, the winds blowing gentle.

A fight, between two who were forgotten.

Justice watches the fifty, a pin is dropped.

As the song hits like a lightning bolt, the ocean sings it, the sky screams it.

Time watches.

It begins.