Today I drank from rose coloured petals
My soul parched from these dry winds
That scatter flocks of birds in my head

The restlessness of crows
Wings that scatter stillness
Constant comforting sounds of leaves

I leave
From the top of my head
Water swells

And from the well I take flight
Breaking through the shimmering screen
I wrap the cloak of night around me

And kiss the veil that holds my fickle dreams