A Dreamer’s Sky

She fell soft and crystalline from a dreamer’s sky

Her heart was pure, yet cold, untainted by time.

I wanted to embrace her as I watched her come my way,

Yet I feared she would not understand.

I waited and watched as she circled the outer edges of the meadow,

And just moments before she crashed softly, I claimed her as mine.

I held her close to my warm beating heart,

And I whispered in silent hope that she would never part.

Yet, try as I may, I knew she would never stay.

For I felt her slipping, I felt her quickly fading away

And I then knew that I was wrong to have wished upon a dreamer’s sky.

For you see, she, and those like her were always meant to be free.

Never to heart should they be held close

And never should the simple like me

Covet the coming winter’s snow.

For as I held her in my hand, to my heart to my soul

I felt her cold heart melt away and mingle with my tears

as she spilled through my fingers…

to the ground below.

J. Allen Wilson © 2005