Here's To Us

A poem I wrote to one of the past.

The breeze is around us,
the trees are afar.
In the sky
a twinkling star.
Shining down
onto this glorious ground.
Taking away
worries of the day.
How do they come?
What do they do?
Mesmerizing the shadows
of anew.
What do you say
to this magnificent being?
All around of what you've been seeing.
Carry along,
across an almighty path.
Promising one
to never look back.
How long the wait,
it is unknown.
Wherever the gate
shall be shown.
Across the fields.
Across the sky.
A small bird skims,
while others fly.