Barren Horizon

The barren horizon

Will one day come;

A wind from the ocean

Will have then begun

To rise up higher

And bellow out a tune

Saying, “your inside fire

Is heading to the moon.”

A carpet of gold

Now for all to see;

It’s twinkling told

How you’d be free

Another deception

Pulled over your eyes

The fear of rejection

Is all but realized. 

A deafening howl

To strike the fear

Of societies cowl

And the ability to steer

Your life off track

Down a lonely road

Where all is black

And all bares a heavy load.

The treads behind

Will all but disappear

You may be blind

But soon you’ll see clear

Life and nature

And the goodness within

Go be your own teacher

And you’ll go on to win.