Wind

the wind sings during the day

as the clouds swirl around

light passes through

ever changing is the sky

my thoughts are moments

carried by the wind

dark grey is the afternoon

a band of gold the skyline

cherish old memories

and make good anew

a parting thought

the clouds sunshine

Love is a paradox

Love is a paradox

when ones feelings

are not of your own

but a fabrication

of society

this reality

is a manifestation of being

a recreation of essence

a parting of the way

the substance of which

echoes through

beyond all borders

the paths which we follow

to find true love

Rainbow

rainbow in the sky

ever changing light

from one point to another

parting the clouds

following our dreams

destiny intertwined 

passing moments

though they seem familiar 

they are in fact unique

making memories

searching for something

that remains hidden

the meaning of life