Carry me to endless dreams where reality is but fantasy.
Encircled memories of yesterday’s future met by the shape of the past.
Tomorrow awaits the present embrace that appears fleeting.
O such surge, flowing in rapid motions.
Sweet scents making change as it is carried.
Radiant echoes caressing frigid tones to give warmth.
Meet me at the edge of serenity as I face the obsolete uncertainty.
Carry on the golden wind.