sun
and fire
will never
ever
hide this desire.
passion pulling
the reins
of the heart
& wrestling
with future and past
to deliver
the moment.
the moment,
past.
yet
never
to arrive.
wandering through a world aglow with light
wondering why some so fear the night.
seeking the answers deep within
feeling, alone and in perpetual spin
yet
following
gold-
en
threaded truths,
wrapped in
the comforting sounds
of rolling hoofs,
she finds her way
through cold endless nights.
and through loud hectic days
she finds her way.
amid the confusion,
and spiritual contusion
she finds her way.
a month or a year
a lifetime or a day
she finds her way.
the compass,
buried deep
in the heart
of it all
guides her way
to
that happy day.
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