Shrouded Path

This was my attempt at trying to sound cool and Shakespearean. I'm not sure if it's grammatically correct (in the Shakespearean sense), but I gave it a shot, and I really like it.

Shrouded Path

Oh, but how?!

By the dawn's grace

Those that migrate through-

The wind's incongruous swoon.

Flushed by dusk?

And kiss'th of feather,

We, of passerby,... dance!

But how to descend, we think not

Only the journey,

And the spontaneous rejoice

We know lest the thoughts?!