The Journey
This journey...
is an odyssey into madness,
excursion of relentless suffering.
Longer than what's beyond the horizon.
This adventure is a puzzle without an answer,
a free fall into the unknown.
Our fantasy to plummet into.
Forks bend in an uncertain direction down a beaten path,
yet the excursion,
precreated,
Is Not Definite.
futile in it's being.
A new path is cut down, paved,
freshly inexperienced.
Tunneling through barriers to swim in the sea,
underneath their foundation--
To find oneself flying.
Mapping out new wonders; untapped.
Billowing hills of gold flowing into rivers of calm
seen beyond the horizon.

Comments (0)
Join free to commentPoets read every comment, and every one you leave earns karma. Registration is FREE.
Join free Log inNo comments yet. Be the first to leave one.