Walking on air
No sights or sound
I wanted you there
Hanging on branches
Relaxing
The wandering eyes
The stare
The subtle beauty of light
Radiant silver against
Wandering eyes,
desolation
Feelings are white fences
The inherent beauty of life
The faded beauty of light
Darkening skies
No devices
We’re walking on air
Suns set
The inherent beauty of light…
The faded beauty of life
We all face it
All that’s life
Wandering eyes,
The horizon,
Brightening stars,
in all directions
The inherent beauty of light…
The fading beauty of life.