Currents

Just one more wish,
Before I close my eyes.
My weary mind disappears.
Trade words for song.
Sing what was wrong.
Days gone from dawn,
Swinging through my dream.
Up, out, and down.
Out through the sound.
Those lovely leaves,
They send spring with such relief.
Skies may still seem dark,
But still, that sun will shine.
What comes from new,
Will carry currents.
Bold and deep.
Reaching shores of years,
The masquerade gone sane.
Return from where I came.
I was here all along.