Falling Past Forever

Last of the starlight glitters
High within the Winter’s sky
Low upon the ground I walk
Beneath the blossomed moon.

Horizon calls the traveler
As the heart calls in pain
I ache, I cry, my feet are moving
Carrying me far past home.

Dawn breaks with fiery fingers
Reaching wide and deep within
I walk along the dusty road
Knowing that tomorrow lies ahead.

Horizon calls the traveler
As the heart calls in pain
I ache, I cry, my feet are moving
Carrying me far past home.

And I am falling past forever
May God find me somewhere
I am falling past forever
In the fading of the night.

Joann Renee’ Muszynski
4/29/01