Whispered end

Whispered end
2 March 2021
Hills turn blue
vapour condenses
illusion 
On white glass
my eye signs off a contract
with the moonlit shades
  
Harrowing
the sights of morrows
they swell slow
into mind
I reshape their existence
with might of the flow
  
Conducive
point of the return
Saddened eye
whispered end
stammers which the mind portends
that the soul now mends

Reading of the poem: 
Messiah Project - My Usual Thought