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.