Striving for The Sun

Turning over the page of death to a new leash

Taking tiny strides in incredulity and less wish

Fearing another slippery slope yet contemplating

Looking over the wall with eyes more sparkling

Doing away with the mystic sinuous roadways

Pounding straight onslaught with meditated gaze

Riding stalwartly on smoother ripples that glaze

Glancing over the shoulders for menacing blaze

Seeking a better horizon albeit the long ways

Planning excruciatingly the innumerable plays

I have set forth, with a broken inside, to run

I look forward to the sunset and the rising sun