A million leaps over water taken
Yet a million more left to be taken
Eyes fledge as they have been bathed every second by storming splashes of freshness
Entire and full in form
Another wedge less wouldn’t matter anymore
Bold feet not from braveness
But the cold bestowed making it numb
A small twirl every hour
Perhaps a drowsy leaf would have been faster
Naked blue lies ahead
All eyes sweep the same distant view
Travel encarved to a land that lies at the horizon
Flowing across the gallons of Life
A blissful journey with oneself
That freezes with the end of time
Seasons and Sun merge to form another fading day
With a never owned presumption of a feather of hope
A million leaps over water taken
Yet a million more left to be taken.
