unknown maybe untold

clear skies, before clear eyes dried tears, before fallen fears if it is this way, why do I feel this way? this feeling is unknown but never untold. but a new story may unfold even if unknown but this story is never alone even if it's cold even when darkness swallows the light it's never unknown people have told this story many times to you before but not only you to me too yet it's still unknown why is it this way? maybe it withered away shadows covered it even though the light is bright but it feels so dim it covers me and cradles me and whispers sweet songs the story is unknown but not untold it's a glorious story and it has such a sweet song of it is so glorious why is it so unknown? but once the shadows leaves the stories light will shine bright