Current mood:

curious

Poetry: Footsteps in the Wind

Footsteps in the Wind

Through the world on silent feet

A feather on the wind

Ageless stars, flickering flames

We give the light what we can give

Clearer than the watered glass

The path ahead does shine

Winding roads and moonlit glades

A hope, a dream, a time

Out across the open fields

Down by pulsing ocean waves

Sung in rising winged song

Treasure of the passing days

Dusk comes in tides across the skies

Where light and shadows meld

Hidden eyes search the hills

For diamonds once they held

Lifted to the endless heights

From earth to sky to star

Journey that will never cease

One in a million gleaming shards

Only shadows will reveal

To end is not an end to know

Let not the passing eye forget

To see is more than sight alone

The wind is but a silent call

To reaches heretofore unseen

Another step, another hour
Another piece of an endless dream

Notes: Anyone want to guess what it means?