The Path, The Promise Poem by Noah Body

The Path, The Promise



Stretching out forever
Filtered sunlight of gold
Beneath a canopy of green
The tale as yet untold

Beyond horizon sight unseen
An enigma, a mystery, a riddle
A tune waiting to be written
Playing out on ghostly fiddle

A covenant not of good or bad
No hint of what is in the scope
The promise only ahead is change
Inside that is found my hope

The Path, The Promise
Friday, April 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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