Tuesday, 17 February 2015

Endless

I will be the wayward breeze,

You be the clueless leaf

On a cold windy evening,

I will help you fall off the tree

I will take you along

To the places you want to go

From the mountains to the river

On the lonely streets far away from here..

I will set you free

When you find your home

I will stay calm but weep at the rift

And cherish your scent for a while

When the time is passed

Once again I will flow

To seek the leaf

That is ready to go..


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