milestones embedded,
in dreams,
and journey of nights,
is something different,
in lights and sounds,
tribals dancing on,
the roasides,
with golden bowls in hands,
fire flies moving like stars,
the road ended in the,
river and gold water,
running down,
and crystal boat approaching me,
i am to cross the river,
before the lights and,
sounds are over,
penned with wonderful diction to gear up the message..good poem
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i am to cross the river, before the lights and, sounds are over, ...... good optimism.. miles to go before i sleep... good write, read mine hopes against hope and all dreams not come true