If we dared

The warm wind blows on the

End of a dusky day, sky

Framed red on the horizon.

My mind starts roaming to the

Places its wont to go, with

Spirit held up and enlivened.

I am of this place and in this

Place, within and far above it,

Timeless in this every dying body.

The world that I am part of, I

Create and keep on making, the

Perfect image of that which I conceive.

It could be different if I wanted,

Yet what should change is neither simple

Nor complex in my calling.

For this fate, if you will, is

Born of many tiny moments we

Decide and thus reflect our will.

Our will and our belief set,

Constraints and the knowledge that

We could be gods, it we dared.

If we dared.

If we dared we'd be free

Yet we don't, because we fear it

The freedom, grandeur and the glory.

This world it slips and slivers

Before me as I grow, and I

Realise what reality really is.

What I need is what's coming,

With a dash of what I'd like,

That's the complex in the simple

Of this life.

For as I want things, I'm to

Grow too, and the growth is more

Important than the easy pathways

Out I might desire.

As so I give myself over to a

Will far beyond me, and within me,

And full able to shape this world.

I surrender and will grasp with

Two hands that which comes before me

And I'll dare to live like this

Lifetime really matters.