new age on the horizon,
drenched in the
delicious, succulent
fruits of my labor
I trekked the storm in
decades past,
wore myself down
in the open,
vast, radiant
road which led
nowhere in particular

I breathe in the
new air, I feel it
all around
the sea harbored
my heart much too long,
I almost
drowned

The new age is on the horizon,
come with me
let's meet halfway
at the golden
sea