The Road

 Does a great road exist, a road longer then any trading path or eight lane highway, a road that doesn't fall into disrepair with years, one that lasts more then a thousand years; a road that isn't easy to see, with no one with knowledge of where it leads, a road if real of promise, of hope, of future, leading to unknown surroundings, to new ideas, new understanding, new life, and to the one who made us.

The highest heights

 If the unknown had eyes and could also speak what would that unknown say about us and about what we're part of. It's in error to not glimpse a hidden hand, a winking eye, an unresolved curios nod suggesting destiny; you who lack insight obviously haven't seen clues in the shroud, haven't had your sights elevated to wonder what is it we really are and what this we're a part of is about; the myths are yours to trust but you haven't peered into the domain of possibility to see the highest heights to bring you to your knees.

What my heart belongs to

 I seen a monster, he was dark and sad and his ways unfair, he was also cruel and made me feel bad. I seen his ways and didn't know why I despised him but I did and yet did I wonder in the dusk on august nights in my own confusion. The steps of life entangled in darkness and misstep, missing out on steps that rise to greater elevation, where truth rewards meager hearts, where what is, what is true, what is of consequence, dares to call out and say to all I am that to which your heart belongs.

The great unknown

 I would like to know the ways of love more fully, to see beyond the twisting turn in the road I'm on in life and peer past mans grasp of truth into hidden valleys and peaceful glens, to wonder rivers banks and by lakes and creeks and ocean shores to unknowns unseen before. To peer through clouds white and still into the sky its reaches and hidden destinations, to laugh and cry and then know joy, to meet fairness on a foreign shore, to belong to good and never see darkness again.

Tomorrow

 In the fairest realm where error doesn't roam where love is known and hearts are glad and joy replaces sad. In places where beauty sings and downhill streams wonder through meadows green; where worries are gone and memories rich with continues happiness.