Restless like the leafs that blow across the ground not knowing which away to go..empty like a dry well scared of the rising sun..where are you now are you the bird that sings to me the flower that blooms in the morning the butterfly that kissed my temple..my mind wonders like a lost soldier who has seen so much tragedy waiting for someone something to save me from this misery that holds me..alone I pray my whispers to you sail away into the nights sky all is quite.