The Horizon

Exploration is a wonderful thing.

I am so wondrously free,

I am amazingly strong,

If I focus I can see,

When the land sings it’s song.

Harmonious with the earth,

That is what I am.

And ever since birth,

I explored the land.

I am the wanderer,

The dreamer too,

I am the ponderer,

I know what to do.

My spirit flies free,

On an eternal flight,

I want it back with me,

I get lonely in the night.

I look up at the stars in the sky,

I want to touch them all,

In them, secrets lie,

And my name they call.

The heavens speak to me,

My mind they wish to wizen,

They call out “Go and see,

What waits on the horizon.”

Author's Note

Enjoy.

Reviews

[Hyacinth]

Why must this end?! It's torture! But then again, it would have lost its beauty if it carried on forever,don't you think?
Perfect as always. How do you do it?

[JoshuaCmngs]

Heh, I'm flattered. To be honest, words just leap to my mind from my subconscious.

[Hyacinth]

The makings of a true writer right there, people.

[JoshuaCmngs]

Ize blushing so hard, all my friends at the lunch table are giving me looks.

[Hyacinth]

Tell them that the queen of all things in existence is telling them to embrace your ability to blush because, with the number of amazing things you write, you're going to be doing a lot of that

[DaVoid]

I feel free when I read this poem.
A sense of wanderlust.

I am a wanderer to on this path and greet you.

thank you.

[JoshuaCmngs]

No problem, I am a dreamer, And it's hard for me to stay in one place, it's what inspired me to write this. Ah, how nice it is to have true peace.