Swoosh

I'd like it to cast my shadow along with it's own.

Freeze it.

Coagulate with cobwebs of unique patterns each...

Glide it through dark tunnels

Every cycle being a different one of the same kind...

Unique.

Dynamic.

I'd like it to keep me waiting for the next

Forming dunes of it as i walk along

With all the shadows...

Some that tread along

Some that are taken away by the gust

I'll simply walk

Footprints of mine left for none else

I'd like it to heal me...

Time...irreversible time...