Lands Of The Unknown Poem by Lady Pahukumaa

Dark Miasmas Linger High Above The Bleak City
Spirits In Their Keeping
Names Unknown
The Wind
Shall It Blow?

When Suddenly It Hit Me
A Thought So Unclear
Sincere All The Same
Just Barely Audible

The Creatures Stir
In The Ominous Rain
A Ship Glides By
Flaws, Easily Detected
Punctured By Unknown Substances
It Moans In Disapproval

It Pains Me To Say
That The Unknown Is Everywhere
And Yet, I Cannot Locate Its Presence
I Seek Knowledge, Experience,
Inspiration.