Torn Between Two Immortals Poem by Danny The Dreamer Boyd

I drove for miles and there were two
Sides so great that made me think,
And dream ahead the whole life through;
Two sides too tremendous; I couldn't even blink!

One was wide and all but blue:
Where roams there hopes and dreams as well,
And lives there winds and smoke sometimes too;
I've seen so many wish to in such realm dwell.

Grand was the other, with tops too high,
And grounds where the green could at times be;
I swear I saw those tops almost touching the sky,
Or else the sky did fly close by this side and me!

Rocky it stands still and full of pride,
Embraced by the sands that always shine;
Hot and cold and all it doth abide,
Every morning and night fall; it just cannot decline!

Between the devil and the deep blue sea,
I think I thought and thought some more:
Whether I should go where there is plenty,
Or settle with little as plenty is what for?

Between two sides I was torn,
Eternal both just mighty lied;
And I was scared that I would mourn,
And weep over that not chosen side!

So sorry, I finally had to make a choice,
It's a shame such feelings I could not just divide;
I might wind up sad, yet might as well rejoice!
I once drove by two immortals, and chose the mountain side.