Belonging

The relentless roads lead to higher ground,
More on some days than others
And the screaming doubts alight into dreams,
As the realities outstrip the blindsides.
Cover the ground with the carpet of hopes,
As the miles of coverage rise into the sky-
As the song fills the valley of life,
With the sweetness of a higher calling,
Of ethereal senses and surreal belonging.

J.Bibi