Shifting Gale

Pan to the open door in the sky Mother Nature's afterthought Calming tufts of dawning light Beating the grays, calming the night Resting piles of eerie stone Days of past gone terribly wrong If your lies make truths in fact Fall into the midnight's pact To become one with the sun You'll find you're not the only one Trestles suspend from worn ground Supporting the weight of this entire town Let's get out While we still can Daylight is all I need To bound apart a burgeoning seed In the wild, where it will be Built of Mother Nature's altered dreams In a state of mind meant to depart The journey of a world-weary heart begins