from the locks of eternity, whispering, blowing
course of the sand, drifting across the vast & empty land
running, to the source and away from a way that ended that day..
monument in the sand.. calling, calling..
but to who? ..and do you listen, nihi, do you hear?
when dreams show more than how the day appears ~
do you go back and retrack?
while it’s calling, let your soul make that pact?
~ Written by Caledonia Rattlinggourd
photo ©2009-2011 *kimjew