let the rain fall on me
as I see my future
in a distant land
of neon lights
and concrete dreams
developing each moment
the fathomless beginning
a knowing purpose
transcendent being
Category: pathways
Looking onward
When I look out towards the hills
I feel a sense of loss
Abandoned places in ruin
A pathway leads
Towards the mountain
Where I will not follow
Together
Colours fade, in the light.
As we ourselves distance,
broken pathways have no end.
However close we get,
that which remains still
a shadow of the heart.
An equity/reason
balances the truth
as we drift away together.
The Golden Tears 