Across the road, across the field,
Across the town and winding river revealed,
And far away from sight and sound,
Truth never seen or reason found
Leaves a chasm beyond the void
To quash the heart without loneliness destroyed.
Stillness and solitude once admired
Turns an older age to days undesired.
Yet across the shadows of the past
Days come and go until the last.
No one sees because they do not awaken
Or hear a voice on the last breath taken.
Not lost or truly found,
Untouched or affection bound,
Time remains to tempt the skeptic
With dreams unreal and fantastic.
Look up to the stars far away
And hope to finally live a day.