Strong Passings

A life that sings the lofty song, It knows where it belongs It shivers down my unknown path, Walks of the wayward son. The teacher of dreams sings along,. Memorial past forgone. Oh, don't you know the road is here? Your eyes are shut but near. My rhyme is short, yet loudly set, It draws the dark away. Cowardly frightened to the dawn, Be bold and let it run.