Where Have I Arrived
Once cast out, have I gained a little favor
I won’t be proud now, I’ll stay humble
All the tiny little moments of joy I savor
Down the rabbit hole do I now tumble
Hoping the fantasy land won’t crumble
Yes unicorns, ferries, maybe a leprechaun
This mythical land of play without pain
A splendid spot for some feverous fun
Quite an experience that I seek to gain
Whatever little I have of trust I will train
Seize the moment live in the here and now
Forget about yesterday the past wont change
The only problem is it seems I don’t know how
To move on for me often seems so very strange
A collection of random thoughts I now arrange
One more travel I begin to the land of hope
Traveling light only drifting through the space
Here I do not think I will be allowed to mope
Of self pity I cannot show even a single trace
I take of my running shoes for this is no race
There may be some long jumping only of trust
To refuse that, is to abandon humanity for good
Wind that had blown hard simmers to a tiny gust
At the entrance for so long I waited like a hood
Finally have some of my words been understood
Copyright © Wayland Bunch | Year Posted 2013
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