Esplanade

Villanelle

Sometimes she hopes her steps match her thoughts
On the worst days, we pray to raise her gaze
Knowledge of the end gives birth to return

But the breeze erases each footstep made
Until her soles long for a different phase
Sometimes she hopes her steps match her thoughts

Maybe it would have been best if she stayed
And sadly beg for them to give her praise
Knowledge of the end gives birth to return

Those sad memories run on like replays
Of truths light who's bright refuses to fade
Sometimes she hopes her steps match her thoughts

Then the sun winks and she rethinks its rays
Which provides the kindest love ever laid
Knowledge of the end gives birth to return

So, our answer became her whispered aide,
"Your greatness will lead you out of the maze."
Sometimes she hopes her steps match her thoughts
Knowledge of the end gives birth to return