Can You Find the Road
In the midst of what is happening
Sounding brass is seldom heard
A smooth and polished thoroughfare appeared
Shaded by the light
Sensing a song, a breeze of time
I had wandered
As a bird I flew through forests
Heated by the sun and steaming carried along
But where?
I sang hollow song of tangled notes
Almost like despair.
Can you find the road
That leads into the air?
Copyright © John Squires | Year Posted 2015
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