An endless dream
An ocean of rippling tides, is within this dream of mine.
As the sun sets, may O again ride to far off places, with truth to find.Drifting endlessly over mountain heights;
Consciously aware of God.
Down yet another corridor of physical pain, so what of my life
It is only a prism of all that is.
Going into realms of universal light, travelling faster upwards into heaven.
If I stop I shall fall to earth, with my fall so hard, it shall be,
with my fall so hard, it shall be,
Shall I die.
Forever looking up to God likes visions of my soul in flight.
Holding onto the cord of life, which is far more stable,
Than men speak of.
Crossing countries beyond my approach, walking closer to that
Far begotten dream.
I shall rise into Eternity for I have the key, and shall make myself known in God's mysterious way.
K Rylance 1980