My hands were numb
My feet very cold
For the breeze brushed past
That very hour
Of terror and silence.
Windows clashing on the panes,
Doors banging on the walls,
Bats racing above heads
And the hall still darker.
Feeling beyond scared,
The very night I dared,
Skipped the yard and
Traversed the lobby,
I got into this darkness.
The scent of the shadows
Of the trees formed there,
The noise of the leaves
That crisped and crackled,
That I had come to
Smell and hear.
Wonders of the world
Have nothing but beauty,
That night I had felt another,
Yet unseen. Untreasured.
Fears of the stone.
I was dumbstruck.
It was just another nightmare.