One More Step To Dark

One more step to dark,
The hour is now late;
Shadow's deepen spark,
Fills up faceless fate.
Greeting to the wind,
That follows to the sea;
Fresh not disciplined,
That comes so vigilantly.

One more day ahead,
In autumn shady ways;
Colors have all bled,
And wither now to grays.
Summer's long time gone,
With dreams in sky blue;
New thoughts now in drawn,
Seemingly deeply through.

One more dreaming hides,
Full of longings still;
When winter thought abides,
With emptiness to fill.
Cold is wintry breeze,
That in footsteps follows;
Shakes the leafless trees,
And branches full of crows.