Horizon of Flames

The soul yearns for sight past the horizon

A moth drawn to a far beckoning flame

So, one journey forth with little caution

Into unclear danger with unknown aim

No depth is deep enough to frighten you,

The thirst for knowledge propels you forward

No height is steep enough to deter you,

Foreseen sense of completion glimmered

But your desired horizon never nears

And you ponder out of necessity

Worth of your efforts, inadequate fear

Yet, behold personal serenity

You are always centered, sole perspective

You are the flame. A star. Journey to Live

-Casanova Rogue