All I Am / Reflections - A Tale Of Golden Keys

my feet slowly touch ground again

it’s been quite some time

i did nothing but floating in

and out of all those things

the rain has washed away my prints

when i found a new home

my lungs slowly start breathing in

i am — all i am

i saw sunlight fighting again

through a cover of leaves

i feel a slight breeze

with all that i see from here

and the reflections keep this sight

M.T.