Nathrangking

#23 Need some honest feedback. I'm considering reading this aloud in public and I need to know if its any good.

                                                                Of Bewitching

Night so enchanted by gods and mortals alike filled with raucous laughter into the very soul of the untainted night. Midnight casts its mighty spell in vain against this faint shadow of Bacchanalia. Though the thyrsus wielder is nowhere to be seen the line splitting night and day is utterly shattered. A moon pure as quicksilver stands affronted by the smoke that rises and ascends to confront this hour chosen by foolish consent. Cool breezes float in a war like formation and seem to attack the inferno that disturbs the night yet the lions of flame are not cowed. I watched in shadow beneath the very pine where others in times long gone have gazed in bewilderment. The lord of winds spins in a dance more trance than conscious movement. Spiced spilled wine burns its way into the earth’s heart and makes Terra drunk and tremble. Jove almighty from his perch descended into a slumber not of this world. Revelry that weaves a song most mysterious wages a winning war against all the world. My eyes behold the shadows play in the depths of my mind as I too succumb to the strangest power of this strangest moment in time.