I Have Weighted Each Line

I have weighted each line with an abyss thought To flow in tomorrow - spin there around Something to catch - meanings to be found The long gone past in to our own time brought With wings of my muse in inspiring way The summer set roots for the hours to come Oh how they whisper - oh how they still play From land of the unknown where they are from Deepness is deep but not too far outlying Like these flights are from the black raven's song Those come with their doubts - from sky full of clouds Seeing through the gist - their knowledge worthy trying Each to routes where they in desire long Amongst the wandering of past gone crowds