Beyond The Horizon
I can see it, I know it's waiting
I can't touch it,
Although the anticipation is reverberating..
Like the vibrations of a honey bee's wings
Fades in and out..
The buzz a constant hum,
Of my subconscious awareness,
Caresses gently each ear drum
Playing it's delicate beat
A beautiful tortured soul exorcism
Succumbing to the most exotic rhythm
To free my mind, longed for freedom hedonism
Yet enclosed by surroundings
Too close to me
Jealous of honey bee's wings
Want to fly beyond the horizon..be free.