Abandonment looks beautiful.
An old mansion still stands
At the midst of a growing forest.
Camouflaged between the tall greenery.
A new roof of leaves and blossomed flowers.
Nourished by the souls that once called it home.
Dusty and shadowed from the inside.
Broken and unsafe are the floors and stairs.
Windows and the walls seem alike, smudged with memories.
New bushes covering the foot prints that once existed.
Unused, this land has become.
But it survives.
It survives to maintain the memories that were painted carefully by the souls that it derives life from.
Abandonment is glorious.
Abandonment is the name of the mansion.