Plain Realities Poem by Dennis Go

Out where the seas gaze
And ocean floors speak a thousand words,
The mysteries divide my refuge
Of elusive mem'ries
And dark, strange impulses.

Down where valleys sleep
And mountain cliffs hang themselves freely,
I stand alone on top of nowhere
To face tough challenges,
And endless obstacles.

Out where rivers flow
And forests overshadow the night,
Darkness incites slow resolutions
To heal a wounded soul
And a bleeding spirit.

Searching high and low
On places I've never gone before...
The world has been a symbol of hate
For dreams to carry on
And for life to dream on.