New Start

Days to come should ever endorse the beauty of day as Today! The oath for an ode anew, destiny of my duty. Bon voya'e! The path that's mine and mine alone, unvieled yet not Untraceable! The destination is clear, there's haze no more; Just that path's unseen! Also I do not fear, much that skies lour It's no wonder- serene! The beauty I seek for perhaps is off the regular shores! Beneath these stars, past those seas, doing the Undone chores!