Of Tomorrow
We are the whisperings in the leaves and the shadows of the stars. We are the wind that caresses the emerald grass as we slip by. We are the darkness that envelopes the light. We are part of the sky that cries and sheds tears, free falling and descending down to the earth. We are the sun and moon who smile at one another when day and night collide.
We dream beyond the vastest oceans and we run across the farthest lands.
Because we are not afraid.
Because we are the ghosts of tomorrow, looking down at today.
A drabble/challenge for the forum MuffinClan. 100 words exactly not counting this A/N.