A distant view
Can beckon you
To dream of unknown destinations
Where life has no more regulations
And freedom reigns.
There are no chains.
A distant view
Can summon you
With magnetic power. A forceful attraction
Revealing nothing, not even a fraction
of what is in store
What you're looking for.
A distant view
Can often woo
Your heart, and let you fantasise
About a place you could colonise
Where your soul's at ease
And, your life's a 'breeze'.
We all have distant views 'And, your life's a 'breeze'. very nice to read maybe there is a yellow brick road...thanks and regards
Dear Ernestine, Old school elegance; I long to see more of these. Gregory X
Enjoyable read Ernestine, we always want to know just what's over the horizon.
Brilliant poem. Well written and lots of food for thought.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
from my home.. in the Caribbean... I had an awesome view. the tall building in new york block most of the beauty.: ( this poem is superb.