11/13/2014
The golden light where trails of color dissolve.
Amber to gold and down the yellow brick road.
We skipped freely and fancy on our platformed souls.
We traveled the distance but were never guaranteed knowledge of the land.
Olive and tanned we stretched to touch the branch with open hand.
The life within hidden like emeralds challenging to understand.
Short and sharp we shared the same mark.
Target unbridled and bare obviously left alone for too many years.
Forward we trekked without a clue or care.
Building memories to be forgotten or forlorn by choice or by voice from his master's command.
Now with sails unfurled our eyes opened to a whole new world.
Covered and comfort freshened by each new shore.
Brilliant and brash discovery at last opening new doors around each new path.
Desire determined to make the embers burn bright.
So bright that the the flames cannot even extinguish one solitary soul.
(c) & (p) 2014 subconscious mind publication company
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