Thursday, August 06, 2009

Success

Between the reaches of time and space beyond
There I stood within the stark and naked environ
I saw, I walked, I stopped
As if you walked a million miles more
And your feet hurt sore

At times, the challenge is gone
No more mysteries to unwind
Yet the want to go on
Hides behind your mind

As if I took a bin
Overturned it only to hear a din
As if I held my hand
What sifted through was only sand
Behind the great and faithful
What lies behind?

People!
Did you not see what I have done
Have you not seen that with success I've run?

But the world, it paced at a silent din

And the night faded away
Into the darkness of its stay

I want to walk a million miles more.

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