Days In Graying Shadows

Days in graying shadows Coming through dawn’s ray In many footsteps glows Each one making up a day Different ways of busy lives Secret place old ages With their burning on drives Going through their pages With the dark and few songs They come here in mystery In a timelessness to long Each with special armory Falling grace shadows deep Flowing through the hours Nothing in remains to keep As their minutes towers Stillborn in a midnight choir Every falling step to come Morning glow in new desire Where the light is from Coming here to give and burn For their longings while Till the day to night will turn In their dreams and guile