On The Wings Of A Whisper

On the wings of a whisper
I fly silently through the night
My mind filters through the days obstacles
As I sift about the memories of my life
My dreams become illusions, floating in the sky
A raindrop falls to the earth, as I go drifting by
I merge into the faintest cloud of cosmic dust
A tiny speck of weightless gold forms on my chest
I then search for the horizon to find my way back
And once again, I feel the circular draft
On the wings of a whisper