To The Days Ahead

To the days ahead, I will follow renewed Shades have now bled And branches lie nude; Cold and the breeze Inside here are growing, With different ecstasies And other ways showing. A night in sully mood And wondering ways, Showing, be ballyhooed In different grayer days; Now inside comes out And fills the senses too, With thoughts far about Something from the new. Contrast between the past And this now that goes on, The right ahead in cast What is then again gone! All that drifts to ahead With futures of its own, The aforementioned said: Disappearing from enthrone.