Burst

Elated the feeling up so high
Holding as one at the sight
Finally standing by their side
The end point of a rocky ride.

All the time we had ever spent
Every moment we never kept
Many times we could have slept
But chose faith and in we leapt.

Word forward mightier than sword
For a little less and more reward
Opting in what we could afford
No parachute yet pulled the cord.

Possibility slim and just a sliver
Unlikely to be or ever deliver
But at the chance a quiet shiver
Quickening flow and widening river.

Floating by past the many moons
The dying of the passing tunes
Of society and its drifting dunes
The last wisp of the toxic fumes.