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