Guided by the starlit night A new moons waning light Painted colors of green and gray Patiently wait till the break of day
And in the twilight, darkness breaks Comprised of combative colored flakes Golden sands mixed with amber gems Light blue sky, and earthly stems
Sitting perched on mountain tops As the light creeps and crops Calm winds gently nudge As the chorused birds sing and judge
Pathways brighten to twisted trails Gypsies jumping from misaligned rails Subtle lovers come and go Timely teachings of passions show
And now, to stand amongst the roar Of a surf-tormented shore. Brave, because fear is ever present Bold, because boring is not pleasant
Burdened by bi-polar thought That the horizon cannot be caught As if to capture a moment of a flame That even the gods could not tame
No place to call home To be infrequently alone To sing and dance, with strangers still To give love a chance, with serendipitous skill
The last trap of a wondering soul To try and consume the world whole When they corrected all the wrongs Thatβs, when traveler finds where she belongs
And yet, she travels still Looking for lifeβs thrills One day, sheβll know peace Maybe after travels cease
Wether being conscious or not One day the flesh will rot. And turn into Stardust once more So she may guide others as they explore