Blinding me
With the sort
Of sanctuary
With flowing
Crystals
Shimmering
In waters
Birds chirping
A slight
Breeze
Fleeing between
The strands of my hair
Along with the golden
Dust
Kissing my skin
Looking
Searching
Without sight
Without
Understanding
While the birds chirp
Their eyes shine
While mine water
As I lose my grip
Falling but never
Reaching the ground
Reaching towards
The sky
But my arms
Are entangled in the crowd
