Forwards, Endlessly
There is a freedom
Every day
Every hour
The mind wishes to reach
There is a horizon
Golden
Always moving forwards
The body yearns to touch
There is a place in the sky
Hiding behind a cloud
Bashful and fleeting
The spirit longs to float towards
There is a path
Full of bumps
Shadows
Troubles and Tears
This path
Also has a view
Of a golden horizon
And a deep blue sky
The horizon keeps moving
And the sky's vastness never wavers
But I keep walking
Forwards, endlessly
Because one day I will turn around
And know how far I have come
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