We each traverse the same long trail,
all knights with own coarse coat of mail,
inventing castles with each tale
we’re sure will rise beyond next hill.
Each tread exposes dust as dust,
each labored breath breathed with less lust,
each railing, bridge reveals the rust
that takes down all and breaks the will.
Just look beyond long slope to rise.
You’ll see forever in the skies
and this brief time shall make you wise,
gain courage and stride strong until
all trails shall end as they must end
within same sun’s descent, then bend
to walk, the hand of love in hand
to lift, to lend, same strength instill.
Eric M. Vogt, Copyright 2013
















kalabalu
/ February 14, 2013Reach the goal, of after life..the path beyond the way to prize, love and faith is geared to make warriors heroes, with no fear.
Eric
/ February 14, 2013soumyav
/ February 14, 2013lovely lines ERic,they speak of the faith and perseverance!
Eric
/ February 14, 2013Thank you so much, Soumya!
melodylowes
/ February 13, 2013I like this one, Eric!
Eric
/ February 13, 2013Thank you so much, Melody. I thought you might..