In the Wind

[Bluebird]

The road was long
There was no sign that it has an end.
It was veilled with fog
Dreams flew from the head.
Little birds, flowers and a frog
Were there near the lake side.
Few words, laughs and a song
Came from a heart died.
Her face disappeared like smog
Went into the long road.
Searching for him and the dog
That she lost one day in the wind.

2002