out there, beyond
beyond the horizon
in the sky, distant,
perhaps galaxies away
there are streams
of purple light
upon them
floats the wonder
felt in youth,
of all experiences,
and with them,
a power to return there
to a mind,
unencumbered by life,
and it's weight,
and the ability
to see past it all
past the past,
and futures we deem
unavoidable,
streams of color
take control
of the mind
and guide me
to the horizon,
to a new land