I see worlds beyond the horizon, For where many a blind stare. Although, always reminded to be wiser, I can't keep myself to share. I will venture in the hallow ground, Where living meets the rest. I will hear light, and see the sound, A curse, for which I'm blessed. And so I'll keep it in my heart, In the vastness of the space. With never-ending cruelty of time, Leading me to calm embrace.