Flying free beyond the shimmering shore,
Riding where no being has gone before,
Flowing, skipping steps on the darkened grass,
Hoping that the moment will always last.
Trying to flee from all that cursed past,
Feelings, freeing but what that feeling cast,
And leaving the last shards from what has crashed,
Knowing that the moment will always last.
Horses neighing and the horses braying,
Trying to escape the feelings attack,
Riding, crying, while fleeing on his back,
All for hope that the moment will not pass.
All is trying, hope relying one day,
those magical, beautiful moments last.