Dark spaces on the side
walk slowly through the night.

Need of thick air to breathe
walk heavy feeling ground
on skin's head.

All part of the journey's mind.

Plane fruitful nest
an idea.

Life to be grounded by circumstances
while they don't move
move you.

Time needs respect
to possibly work as a gaff.

There are words to use,
faces to look,
songs to hear,
corners to be.

Everything has it's place.

Night shift decision
for her to rise day light.

Promises to be broken
if they louder before
than happening.  

Silently walk beside ground.