On a Wing

I closed my eyes – thoughts clouded with dust

As I counted my pulse,

Each breath a slight strain,

And opened them – the weather to trust

The lights shone down – feelings wonder-lost

A field of fireflies – scattered in the dimly lit ground

Unblinking, yet mesmerizing,

Of a new kind?

A lag in time was taken – to wrap my head around

And in a flash, realization – everything seemed so sound

And through the glassy sheet – that seperated the sky

The bluish hues mixing,

Where oceans becomes wisps,

The bay that seemed to stretch – ended so abruptly

The lights that filled a heart – dissolved so easily

I wished the windows opened – the clouds overhead, grey

The wind would’ve been nice,

An old friend to accompany,

But closing my eyes again –   I let the voice in my head say

“Even flow,” – thoughts flew like butterflies that day

By Rtr.Dasith Tilakaratna