Beyond the rolling tides of night
my dreams and I are roaming
seeking something
something still missing
after so many journeys
my soul is lost upon the wind
still aching to be found
it’s infinite circling
always seems a soft returning
but I cannot deny
my abject loneliness
caught between the light and shade
the dust of memories remain
your whispers endlessly echoing
and I know that I am forever lost
in the dark shadows of time
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 