The wind returns from yesterday
carrying the dust of dreams
We think we move forever on
but circle what it means
Memory is a tranquil lake
reflecting light and solitude
Laughter sinks into the deep
like moonlight lost in blue
Time refracts the tender void
making absence softly glow
Each farewell we fear to say
just brings another hello
I see myself within that calm
my heart no longer blind
To walk without demanding end —
is to step outside of time