2 April 2012

Piloting through distant skies

Chasing the setting sun

Moving slowly beyond reach

Invisible clouds of glass

Shattered into a million seas

Pouring through the cracks

Broken down and worn out

Contained by our own reflections

Remembered liked a childhood dream

Eclipsing all we ever knew

Hidden in plain sight

Just behind the glowing horizon

Planting the seeds of renewal

Washed away by the tide

Calling out in vain

Grasping for the stars

Protecting the night from darkness

Finding my way back home

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