Landscapes... Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Billows of a traveling
Awaiting for anew
Adventures in marveling
From roads going through
Of ways to go and to

The altered every day
That waits to be seen
With some clouds gloomy gray
Lying there in between
In each its coming way

Steadily going in the clear
That destiny has in sight
And coming through and near
To sketch its unknown light
That waits in front from here

Imagery scenery inside reality
In lines of landscapes free