Journey To There

The skies are on fire and you're here,
yet it's freezing and I've never been so alone.

I dipped my hand into the waters,
just to see how warm it is,
but my reflection told me to walk away.

I wish I'd never listened,
but I couldn't take my eyes from his,
and his spell permeated every part of my being.

I walked for days...


Through field and meadow...


Over ford and stream and crook...


Until I found myself,
perched on a rock,
watching the sunset bleed into the sea.

In the glare of the dying day,
he turned to me and said;

'The skies are on fire and you're here,
yet it's freezing and I've never been so alone.'

By Ben Jones