In-between Spaces

I pry through endless conventions of dreams winded through time. Odd impressions enrolled into clouds which capture these strings tangled over moon lit stars. Tears of fire impowering the sun as it streams energy across skies turned purple pinks an blues with oranges stained red evenings. I'm more than eluded with such capture as my eyes strain trying to figure each detailed beauty set before the earth every day, night and season. It's gravity pours out beyond comprehension always leaving wonders an secrets hidden from the mind causing the heart aching for more.