ame

The dark kneels in misty clouds

Playing The aura game

Waves envelop shrouds

In search of who’s to blame?

Floating letters whirl tamper

Skirl reflections song

Spice confuses hamper

Hides thàt what belong

Don’t let you fool, my dear

The thoughts weave th’enclosure

Sometimes dark, but only clear 
If The source is kosher

                                Mykey