I am
taking my hands
stirring up the winds
sands that fly
and scrape our eyes
only serve to deny
my life that's the lie

Hold me true
to you
Holding on fast
to the only thing that lasts

for we are like grass
birth, bloom, and blaze
in the suns of todays
till only charred
remains

and then the wind
stirring up again
only you
my faithful friend,
will stand
forever.