Infinity: A Book Of Poems

Destiny.

The mountain above
The ocean below
The clouds roaring by
And away we go
The sky seems high
The grass growing tall
And here we stand
Afraid to fall
The peacefulness in silence
The calm music
Our ears wide open
While it all fused in
I bow down to the road
As it knows where to go
Taking all of us along
To a place we will call home.
        
                                                              By Kaleido.