Virtuous

The Solemn sound of death remarks itself by knell...
Life deplored subsequently and yet consequently due to the immorality of his transgression...
Despondency overtakes a host as if the vessel was null...
But... there is a nuance on the onset of twilight...
The divergence of astral bodies are consigned to the gates of the celestial heavens...
The obscure visions of vanities and vindications optimizing memories as they resurrect...
Oblivious to the confound manifestations that dwell within the confines of this enigma called a mind...
A reflection of solidarity toward man and faithful congregation to follow a legacy unbound from a vestige...
Its fate and its sardonic verisimilitude shape the outcome of salvation for this solitary soul...
Dawn breaks as the dust blows swift and steadfast like the ashes of a fire set by a single ember rendering it to no avail...
unequivocal visions pass through the serene skies as heaven accepting inner peace...