ShadowFire
02-13-2009, 12:38 AM
Aloft and Silent
I watch the moons pass
Every night longer than the last
I draw breath into me
The fog making each harder to be
I cry a single salty tear
Just one every passing year
I listen to the river run
As I count the seconds since I begun
I touch the cold rocks
The wind whispers and mocks
I smell the sweet grass
Of every meadow I can't enter, but pass
I sit alone on a branch of a tree
Aloft and silent for all to see
I watch the moons pass
Every night longer than the last
I draw breath into me
The fog making each harder to be
I cry a single salty tear
Just one every passing year
I listen to the river run
As I count the seconds since I begun
I touch the cold rocks
The wind whispers and mocks
I smell the sweet grass
Of every meadow I can't enter, but pass
I sit alone on a branch of a tree
Aloft and silent for all to see