how i patiently wait in the dark of night
for a brief glimpse of this magnificent sight
a sight so breath-taking with its scenery
it could save the darkest soul from misery
my search for this place to some; a mystery
no questions asked if they knew my history
in the gleam of Twilight and the light of Day
my quest for the place that will lead me away
though my life will be gone before i am through
the after-life journey will be nothing new
searching for happiness; my heart will stay true
Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.
James Pack 