Memories of a Dreamer

As twilight draws to a close
The last leaves of Fall
Drifting solemnly
In the final breezes of a storm.

A tree left standing
In the midst of all the chaos
A willow weeping
For he is alone

But the clouds start clearing
Shedding light from above
Warming his roots
The hypnotizing sun is

Wind whisks away his sorrow
Makes way for new leaves to grow
The tree standing mighty
Yet still alone

Now Spring has come
And he shall hear the chimes
Of birds and travellers again
For they will come by
Taking him back
To his Dreamer’s Realm.