A Thought

The night grows dark Like most dark nights A thought Consumes his dreams The story untold As the story unfolds A thought Brings the man to his knees The fields grow tall Makes the man feel small Green As far as the eyes can see Truth and desire Balanced on a wire A thought Can truly be believed The most high Where the cherubs fly Could it Truly be Behind the eyes In a complex mind A thought So effortlessly Trust and faith Leave the rat race For freedom Is just a thought away Look within The sins of a man This Truth will set me free R.K.H