by Guise

Created on: May 28, 2010

Meandering paths the lonely will travel, 

for one man this journey is solely his to bare,

as days grow longer, storm clouds stronger,

You can still see him!

Pressing on without a care,

unapologetically baffled and estranged,

numb and apathetic, 

mundane and half dead,

revolution approaches leaving desires unfulfilled and unfed...

Alas all may be lost for our hero but,

out of the sterile void an Island appears,

out of darkness and viscous dread,

a pier of hope stands resolute.

Along came The Beauty,

one so bold and intriguing,

defined by comfort's familiar elegance:

classically soothing, passionate and inspirational,

it's exuberance casts light into shadow!

This Image, his eyes have never before seen,

rare as the imagination of a child,

with one glance he is lost amidst a boyish wonder,

lost at sea just as the ancient seafarer,

weary and fatigued,

approaching land after months upon an abyss of blue...

The anticipation fuels his inspired vision,

one fulfilled by what the horizon holds,

distant shores laden with treasures mysterious,

black as night and infinitely beautiful as golden sand...

Therein lay beauty and perfection,

bold as this woman divine,

existing uniquely free upon love's wandering way,

a path shared by our hero, 

a path overshadowed with hopelessness...

So we see him stumbling still,

across this cobbled road,

left with what is solely his to bare,

ambling on without a care.

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