you travel so fast, wings beating upon the invisible threads you have woven. as you travel and laugh your song carries on. dancing with the sun.
your thoughts became the embers of fantasy and dreams, your wishes beckoned incredible things. From dust came fire and Moments.
From Ashes came clouds and Years.
shadows became fractured which formed Breaths
sorrows born together with Tears.
and happiness found within the seasons and years.
within your dawn you have created life. together maybe with what has been and forever will be Your Father
Oh time. when will the moment come of our rest. perhaps together, if you’ll have me, we shall accompany each other to a place where we can sit and watch the world. still.
perhaps maybe if time would hear my confusion. taste my thoughts. perhaps I would rest for a bit. ~enreal