Solastalgia

The dawn reveals to me
a world that's ablaze.
Black shrouds
cover this realm.
A realm that slowly fades.

Solastalgia! Where is the forest standing strong for centuries?
Solastalgia! Where are the spirits stalking the wilderness?

The twilight never came.
One god outlived them all.

My beloved home
only barren desert plains.
Mournful and quiet,
lost everything of worth.

A black sun
cloaks the woods in darkness.
Black claws
and gaping jaws.
Thick smoke
fills the evening air
as moths
search for the hidden moon.

Solastalgia! Where is the mountain braving storms for centuries?
Solastalgia! Where is the wrath, the flame? Where are the hopeful dreams?
Hopeful dreams?

Denial of beauty.
Desert plains.
Life.
Less.