Behold

From the monotone and worrying me
transformed to be at least happy with those lively trolls
there are years of arduous journey
Somewhat believe the loneliness has its behold of something
Some place it might be most needed
to travel across no-man desert of nowhere
drift across no-fish sea of landless waves
even stand on no-cloud being able to hold
We somehow believe our hearts
could raise us up
with every beat