Words In The Wind

Searching for words
to fit my song
hopeful of finding
those that belong

just the right tone
just the right sound
just the right feel

they may live in a dictionary, but
that's not where I search
the words I seek
are in the wind
in the rain
hiding in the shadows of night
sometimes falling
as leaves from a tree
on long walks
I'll search under rocks
do the words slumber?
dwelling, perhaps, in dreams
in the dark corners of a twisted mind
beneath the shattered pieces of a broken heart
in places where the light dares not enter
perhaps they await the light of day

and so I remain
searching for words
to fit my song
hopeful of finding
those that belong.

© 2008 Michael Shelby