A Sweet Retreat..

The blind will walk out the door,

The narrow matter shall build the wall,

Your dreams will watch you pour..

Every drop in the ocean until the call.

A sweet retreat from the worldly echoes,

A smile in the cry of your soul,

That feeds the insane on your toes..

Like a juvenile high on the roll.

The usual chase of the uncertain..

Resumes in the merry-go-around of the day,

To witness the question behind the curtain,

I will embrace the journey till I go grey.