Walking through the forest
alone in darkness
my strides singing
along with the rythm of twilight
gentle blue tinted shadows
sway and pass me
lost in my travel
with anticipation of destination
I can only see in sleep
stars make notice of my trek
and descend for a more scrutinous view
curious of my echoes
emanating from each footstep
calling them down
like shining leaves in fall
they descend to speak
shedding light on my path
they now guide me by night
and sleep by day
and will follow me
untill I arrive to a stop


(based on a dream)