Beyond the gentle horizon,
there clearly lies a brilliance far out of reach…
yet, within arms length there remains warmth.
I want to remain here within such simplistic pleasure.
Nevertheless, my calloused feet encourage
abandonment of this familiar warmth,
and stable earth.
As if saying, it's the end to an old chapter,
the sun retreats behind violet clouds
and indigo skies.
And I'm left standing within blue tides.
But, rain pours down in silver streams,
stating alls well.
You'll be ready for tomorrow, so
don't sleep now.
But, how could that be possible?
For this hard shell to bend
to time… is impossible.
On the other hand, who am I kidding?
I enjoy lingering within an old abode,
as well as watching the sweet sun part.
For, it's all just another way
to make the sweet dream last.
Forever, and ever,
I want to live the rest of my life as an insomniac.
To watch purple and pink kiss until navy enters…
at least while the sun exists, to paint the earth
in an orange/gold halo.
So goodbye familiar,
as I'm leaving home
to search for heaven's greatest greeting,
and earth's saddest parting.
For abiding by time's laws
is too much of a farce for
my old heart…