MIRRORING OVER NE

It was flying -

like a dream

to all elusive elfs

and

in momentus surge

started, Bickering 

my sleep 

with a slight patter;

with it's invisibility

And 

when I started 

to wake up -

An early dawn

I found my windows, broken 

to pieces 

And 

found

My multiplw nighta shining

so brightly -

Mirroring over me