Sweet Wind

You were and to be, just a drop of water in the sand, seeping through thoroughly, leaving no signs of existence, just a little mark, and just a little moist. 

I came and went like the wind, swift, cognizant of an impending farewell, celebrating through the night, to look away opposite of the first ray of sunlight. A dream, a fairy tale, a perfect today and that was all. That night in wonderland, that soft wind blew and the moon shone, the stars twinkled and horses ran. I rode one of them, for they don’t exist anywhere else, just for today, I see tomorrow and no horses, so I smile and mount and run. Flowing with the wind, coming too far, the orange skies and yellow lights, colours passing by, unclear, inter-mingling, non-existent.  It is too far, this place, deep in the dream, a trap. The temptation is strong, though the fairy land would disappear just in a bit. The escape is difficult, the intoxication crippling. 

The hole in the sky is getting bigger, but I would flee before that it consumes everything. An unfinished dream now it is, where the finale is not enough, it has just begun and the land fades. I flee before it fades me, a part of me left behind, to take care of itself and validate my presence there.  The end had started in the beginning, well planned, unexpected. 

Jumbled up words find meaning in the end, where they no longer make any sense. They mock me for my ignorance, for when they screamed I had a deaf ear, now when they are silent I expect a scream. A warning in the dark, is it my fault? A game it was, screaming in the dark, a mockery. It  got lost in the end, the light and the voice, dark and quiet, no sound to cling on to, no brightness on the way.

Back home, some leftover breeze from beyond would come to tease, would go away in a hurry, afraid, unsure. A million stories collected on the way, it would still smell a little sweet, defeated, adamant. It keeps coming, giving up a little hope every time, losing strength, aware of its end, the end that was seen a million years ago, my sweet stubborn wind, I am a fallen leaf, let me go...