Redundancy is Poetic (?)

This. Is. A Villanelle!!

Among shadows past, hung low
As seen in tomes of knowledge grim
To unseen worlds within, I go.

And step, beyond the veil's moonglow
To stand, past stone, on night sky's rim
Among shadows past, hung low

I strain, against the ice void's flow
Escape from frozen sea, world's trim
To unseen worlds within, I go.

And dream to crash to stone below
Find warmth and friendship at the brim.
Among shadows past, hung low.

Cast to barren world alone, I slow
Wandering with distant thoughts slim
To unseen worlds within, I go.

Again, on plain of driven snow
Pining for a new life to skim
Among shadows past, hung low
To unseen worlds within, I go.

[sigh....it sucks...I shouldn't have chosen such awkward phrases to be repeated, due to a Villanelle's organizational pattern, in every other stanza. Just not suited for this kind of form...]