On My Way
I’m on my way… to tomorrow…
who knows if I’ll arrive?
The hours behind have fallen fair
despite a moment here or there.
All that waits for reckoning,
is steps still taken on the way
to when and where I lay my head.
Journey-song, discordant sweet
illumines path until I greet the dawn
and sunshine spawns and splays
her rays in brilliant splash across
the skies.
I close my eyes to dream awhile,
resting on a smile.
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