Showering thoughts of a lifting wind
Brightening the sky
As it moves through the hills
The clouds clear out revealing it
The one thing that’s broken through the raining days
Destroying the fog that encases one from the outer world
To anything this is nothing
Nothing but something that could cause a miracle
For the days gone on
In this forsaken task
Nothing but the one may change
As you move along in your quest
None may appose you
For on and on there is nothing more
Than your hormonal melody of continuing song
To those who believe it is the end
Nothing may change what comes on and on again
Nothing to disrupt the constant motion
Of someone dashing onward
To the shattered windows
Which cage you from what’s true
Your will shall break you free
And lift you away
Away for the next day
For it is the one who may get this
Who will always know
That nothing may trap them
From what is true to themselves
Lifting into flight
Flowing on the rivers journey
Ahead to sea and on to oceans
Place the ending
Away and on
So that you may continue
While others may see it not to be
Oh those light cruised hums
The sound that will come
For when you have escaped
To move again