Blue is yellow

The Fallen

A god to fall,

From a height so tall.

Above the clouds,

Down to the grounds.

Obsession took him,

And concern grew.

The god was tired,

Yet continue he did.

So within their worry,

They said they're sorry;

And so they made him fall,

From his perch so tall.

Years later,

His brothers came back,

As he who had fallen,

Found his peace.

Yet he rejects,

For he had found,

Love, unbound.

The God of shadow,

Had found his light,

With a man so bright,

He lit the night.

And so the shadows,

Bend to the light.

As the god of shadows,

Had retired to peace,

As the two lovers, lay at ease.