The melodic wind
sings a timeless song
In a dulcet voice
That carries the sediments
Of my thoughts
To an ethereal horizon
Smeared with a melange
Of glittering rosy hues
Like the colour of
My heart
If i overlook
The slightly unsightly
Fingerprints
Of the hands of time
Upon it
But i wont
Because reality
Is where i live
And that's the only
Downside
Of living so much in it