No castles burning

No castles burning

No favours

To wipe away the tears

Of vanquished

Or victor

No huntsmen

Howlers

Or pirates

Nothing to see

Everything happens

In timely fashion

The heft of life

Trundling by

Mundanity

Is often the way.

So much is imaginary

In a blink

I can fly

Even when there is no destination

Waiting

There is always an adventure

To begin.

A delusion if you will

A heart to win

A life to live

A love to find.

No man is alone

Not really

There is always

An allusion

To something

Lost

Waiting to be found

It can be lonely.

Don’t stop

Keep moving

Through the rift

There is likely to be another

Dream waiting.

Take a breath

Catch it on the wind

Fill your heart

Sate it with wonder.

There are castles burning

Favours to earn

Colours to save

If you believe

There is life

In the presence

Of a mind,

There will be.