Interupted

The sounds of an echo
When you whisper to the wind
In the minds eye
Drawing pictures within

Colors in prism
That dance all around
Music is life
harmony profound

Balance in time
Our dreams to escape
Thoughts of you
My soul to take

Simple it seems
To understand
The meaning of all that is
And what we are seeing

Fools are we
With thoughts incomplete
To end a story
When we speak