MURMERS AND WHISPERS

Murmurs of seeds, whispers of trees,

Long trails that lead nowhere

To find gray-streaked stones

Tumbled beneath a waterfall

Where eddied pools circle down

Around with currents still unseen

Flowing to an ocean I do not know,

Against shores of foreign lands,

With darkened forests, cliffs untamed,

Paths unwalked, lives unlived,

And all tomorrows where dreams dwell

Become yesterday’s dreams.