Poetry

Dreamless Winds

written by: Joe Breton

He traveled on the lonely road
Laid with skeletons of dreams.

He knew them each by face and name,
But some must fall so he can gain.

Even though they fail and die,
Stronger are the dreams that live.

Foundations are so deeply laid
With the ghosts of hopes and dreams.

For he who had so few of them,
Has not a trail in which to walk.

And where the wind goes, so shall he.
Where the wind dies, you'll see his bones.