TOMORROW

The giants whisper softly-

their singing so familiar

and yet so vague.

Songs from yesterday-

ease between their fingers

and slip into the wind.

Memories through time-

etching their marks

leave smiles on their faces.

Echoes of lost dreams-

drift through the night

searching for an end.

Moon-shadows dance-

in and out of sight

hypnotizing depths.

Reflections of what was-

bring life to the now

and what is to be.

Thunder in the distance-

reminds us to stand strong

and hold on to our faith.

Believe that you can-

or surrender to time

and you'll never see...

...tomorrow

© August 7, 2011 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic