Obdurate Wanderers

The last shadow puppets
Killing time
Riding goodbye horses
Made of glass

Chasing dreams
Dead and buried
Along the river of 
Lucidity
Listening to nature's 
Ambient song
So beautiful
Lulling wandering souls

The smell of sulfur
Giving sneak peak analysis
Into next days
That may never arrive

Unchained minds
Ignoring false alarm prayers
Knowing
The chandelier sky is
Infinite

They ride their horses
Into the heavens
Becoming high valley drifters

Looking down
With love
Adoration and
Sadness
Upon the world's
Obdurate wanderers

Β©James Dennis Casey IV

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