Bustling Streets and Echoing Winds

I wander through

bustling streets, constantly

wondering if the echoing winds,

will ever whisper about the

secret path I often stumble

upon in my dreams,

where the sky is smudged

in hues of the rainbow,

where the rocky stream

flows in a pace "slow",

where I often find

the key to all truths of life,

where I can fly high 

without any fear of falling from 

the seven coloured sky

with no luck from 

the whispering winds,

I often return to my safe heaven,

but the voice within always

says to never stop

following the echoing winds..

                                                                          ~Anushthi