Sunday, October 06, 2013

Prospects

Beyond a precipice
the void is vast
but once you feel the kiss
of icy blast
you opt for bliss
and leap at last.

Across a stormy sea
the shore is far
but if you frame the fury
of a guiding star
to some degree
you'll find you are.

Throughout the world we share
the truth is gold
its scarcity makes it rare
and misers seek to hold
what's free as air
and can't be sold.

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