Images

I travel day and night
exhausted
I lie on the floor and stare at the sky
Image after image flies by
vivid and colorful
effortless, they grow and fill the whole sky
I smile and I walk more
I travel day and night
exhausted
Again I lie on the floor and stare at the sky
The images are no longer vivid, colorful they maybe but seem too gaudy
I squint, I glare, I try to make them as they were
But they seem reluctant and no longer flare
I want to stay and look for them
But time leaks by and the wind pulls me along.
I travel day and night
to stop once or twice
but never again for too long...