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Springs Eternal


Oh, what a beautiful world

No, I am not marred

Nor will I be resigned

I can make fire

From the bones

Of this land, I've done it

Before, I will do it again

I have made more with less

Those graced with what 

Others will call childlike 

Naivety are those who

Shape the stars in the sky

Into creatures and heroes

And guiding lights

They are sleeping giants

Awoken by the greatness of 

This life, I will not

Sit quietly here for 

I have hope

The ship sailing me home

Even here alone this

Warmth remains in me

It is a beautiful world

And the open expanse

Of the wide awake ocean

The endlessness of the sky,

Dancing with light and an 

Unheard music calls out

To us dreamers and

Wills us to remain

Basking in the magic

Of cityscapes, lush forests

And, yes, even deserted islands

Oh, this world we live in

Is beyond beautiful 

And I will live

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bdisselt

I am a high school senior from the Bronx. I like guacamole, cats, The Killers, and writing obviously.

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