Analysis of changes in constant

Summer sky welcoming the night

leaves panting, gasping for the storm

shimmering water grinning at pale sun,

warm yellow is soaking the blue

and the wind loafing back and forth;

I'm stuck on a verse

staring at it for endless time ;

cold wind swallowing the heat

and the wind started to whisper

underneath its breath now and forever,

silence of warmth grew cold

as the lake closed its bright eyes;

reading the verse again

as if it's pulling me back like an anchor

whenever I try to sail amidst the next verse,

my eyes crawl back to the line;

storm has faded into teary rain

leaves branches are tired,

silence has been filled with voice

as the lake is swallowing the pearls of sky;

I tried to imagine the lines

on the roof of my closed eyes

words came floating like paper boats

scratched like a memory on a tree bark;

finding myself reading it again after a moment or so

I'm still stuck on the verse.