Sentries On A Distant Wing

Crawling on the jungle floor
Inches from the wilted green
Failing in the search for more
Longing for the truth unseen

Dragging on with battered limb
Stretching out among the weeds
Begging each to bring the end
To all of life’s forsaken needs

Watching as the trees go by
Listening to whispers told
Screaming out a silent cry
For secrets lost in years of old

Timeless suns and countless moons
Sentries on a distant wing
Singing in the faintest tunes
That winter ever bringeth spring