Traveler

[simonsays65]

a weary eye gazed on the dawn
exhale followed the breath twas drawn
there in the new lights wintery morn
shadows that cast shape were born
streaking skies of pink and blue
a very rejuvanating hue
changing stillness from the night
without disturbing angels flight
to heavens majestic gates they travel
mortal chains fall and unravel
passing through portals of power
blossomed spirits souls do flower
rejoining those that went before
ascending in holy evermore
going beyond what comprehends
knowing freedom far extends
a journey with no destination
lacking restrictive expectation
limitations that come with being
blinded vision more than seeing
metamorphis known existence
aura gained with no assistance
nor shackled to a failing form
you are the wind, the clouds, the storm
feel the rapture of your days
you are the sun and moonlights rays
and when you hear the call to go
a peaceful warm and ebbing flow
will guide you through the journeys start
a truer beat than ones own heart
until the rest cross to this side
they might consider that you died
go forth traveler be not forgot
no need to give us another thought
ride on captain at the helm
somewhere to join a kingdoms realm
and as the sunset comes to pass
travelers journey had come at last