It has been a long time
Since I last saw you
But the essence of this flame
Still burns so bright
To the shadow of that moonlight
The wind whispered at their sight
Speaking about a mystery
So far removed from the truth
I began to feel the sand
Of all the grains and pebbles
Only few could fit my hand
Without fleeting away
Once again I sit
At the crossroad of faith
To be consumed by the wind
And disappear into the night
Oh how I longed
For that night
And the sky
Hugging the land
Maybe we shall meet again
As the wind meets sand
Flowing and waving
In time…
