Sunset
Sunset I am lost and tossed against the waves As upon my soul the tempest laves Battered by the zephyrs song As my dreams refuse to sing along Lonely as a desperate squall I wonder should I care at all Yet there is still so much to do Before the sun sinks out of view I am restless as the flight-less bird Forced to fight for every word As embers hiss and won’t be still To fan the flames that fuel my will For every song the songsters sing Another one will lose its wings And for every stroke the painters paint How many stay sealed in restraint I am hounded by the un-walked trail And all the seas I will not sail And all the mountains made to climb And all the snows of wintertime No longer can I stay the trance Nor further can the hope advance For there is still so much to do Before the sun sinks out of view