Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan - * CHASING THE WIND

I travel far Started not from home Walking along the frontier Shadow of time With unexplainable courage Triggers inside my veins As strength I often move one place To another Almost closed enough To the roof of the sky To gather clouds Build up extended home I’ve been in every kind of Darkness Alone Empty As a cold wind drumming At the trees Empty as me Years swift fast Bright future is still far I don’t know But long I know I run fast chasing the wind Searching of cherished dreamsRommel Mark Dominguez Marchanhttp://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chasing-the-wind-6/