I find my solace in the playful yet sharp breeze of the northern winds
When I wander alone in the misty night of a cold winter.
I feel the fogs and the gloomy haze,
A milky white shine of a grizzled moon,
I felt the loneliness of luna and a sudden comfort as I felt the stars around.
And I walk the streets with a silence shared,
My only companions are the dogs, the strays,
Ah and the sight of those newborn pubs,
They bring me joy and pure delight,
Their blissful ignorance and their innocent howls,
These moments are what I'll take back with me once I return to my home.
I like these walks as it clears my mind,
And I wander along whichever path I can find,
I would have lost my way if not for the street lamps and those shiny gates.
The night gets colder and there is sleep everywhere,
when I pass by each home I cannot help but wonder about the dreaming realm,
The novelty of a child's dream and the ambitious and endless voyages of those who dare to leap,
And yet I also remember so many restless nights,
The anxious and unsettled eyes of young lovers and their desperate fights.
I kept walking and I don't know how but I've reached my home,
As I look at the time and it been a while since I left,
It's funny though because I could have sworn,
That I had just walked out of those doors a moment ago,
But this is how it usually goes,
I am often too concerned with the little things,
I am so absorbed in my own thoughts,
the sands of time just slip away and I cannot feel the moments pass by.