~hills of my dream~

the music instills in me
a tune of life
the wind fills me
with living breath

your whispers make in me
a new voice
your melody resounds
in my mind

you can catch it
but it's hard to see
you can feel it
but it's hard to keep

I rise to dizzying hights
as I sway
like a tree
in this dome of azure

I climb a high-lit path
of gravel in these hills
of crumbling stone
where you are

feet on solid dirt
rising and falling
I'm sprinting up
on my two feet

I can feel you more than ever
in the brisk air
as in the fading light
on the tips of spires

My heart leaps
and I quicken pace
to match the setting fire
in the sky

I know I shall return
to fields of amber
before night offers it damp embrace
but there is yet awakening