chasing visions
Of those long lost
Before we learned to see
And hear all the stars.
Beautiful nights,
Your dazzling eyes.
Who are we?
Do we matter?
The answer is here
I feel it, it is near.
The cure lingers in the night air.
With our feet bare
We step out of our minds
Trying to find the missing parts
Of each other's hearts.
But on our way we may
Find our home,
Under the dome
Of a night sky.
Until then, we are lost
Amongst the leaves on the ground,
Waiting to be woken up.