Plein Air

And time will tell, on mourning day

You move around, and sea birds fly in plain air

Filler, blows your hair

Farther in spiral

& you dare to shift your gaze

A distance known

Take it back stepping back the time

Every step back and every single moment

Loosen up, shake it back, the rhyme!

It leads up to echo in the distance

The werewithall, collapsed in the image

The mirrored sky, collects and shows reverie

Silken dreams do thread

Wander in spiral

Now appears a chimney swift that gives you

Semblance...

Take it back stepping back the time

Every step back and every single moment

Loosen up, shake it back, the rhyme!

It leads up to echo in the distance