Sometimes out of nowhere the loneliness comes
Weaving around your heart and soul.
Touching all the deep places inside your mind.

Bringing memories both old and new.
Making you wonder if there will ever be 
a time And place for you.
Someone that can ride the rainbow and
walk the wind like you.

Someone who hears the music of life as you do
and can hear the words..spinning and whirling
like the wind in the trees.

Not perfect but faulty and human, full of nicks
and scrapes and worn by life and all its worry.
A rainbow rider in all his glory.

A dream weaver that sits amoung the stars 
and sees a thousand worlds pass by in
the faces and dreams of  those floating 
gently by on the stream of time.

A wind walker flying through space and time
Feeling the tears of the children
and the old ones lost in time.
The kiss of the angels and a lovers dream
as they slip slowly by almost unseen.

The rider seeking dreams full of laughter 
and joy soars amoung the stars and
glides on the rainbows.
Free...forever free and
Walking The Wind.

Cyn/ written March 1998