#WhisperingNature

The ultimate flow of time stops,
Nature silently whispers the
Legend of life and death.
The mountain echoes about a barrier, standing in between the Midgard and Helheim.
The black crows a herald they say,
To the call of the Almighty God.

A thin wall between living and despair,
A fence that seperates the souls and bodies,
One side filled with the hope for tomorrow, other with regret and dark melodies.

The flowers blooming in this world, can their fragrance reach the souls?
Graves may have bodies within,
But the barrier is what holds,
The secrets and stories untold.
The cold hitting as death touches the core.
The distance between the eyes opened and closed forever,...