Staring up at the heavens filled with watchful eyes,
Stars winking at us down below,
Enticing us to wonder where feet and earth do not meet,
Dreams float to dye the sky red,
All things will be lost in the end,
Memories dissolve,
Reality fractures,
The way we walk fades behind us as we move forward,
Alas others will pave their own way,
Making footprints of their journey in the sand of time,
Beneath the steps of millions that lay buried,
The spinning thread that guide the flowing wind,
The sharpness of it pierce our heart,
Looking down only to ask what is the color of our soul?