Reason Over Rhyme

Poetry Thursday has become a movable feast. This week it is hosted by Left-Handed Trees and next week will be hosted by The Polka Dot Witch. Come and join in!

Here's my poem for the week, the prompt:

Confront the Fear

Opened to the mystery beyond
Of words which have no rhyme
But only reason

I pause to reflect in time
How have I come unto this place
Suspended

I march on toward a new horizon
A new adventure unforetold
Following hope

I am become the sparkling aspiration
Of my generation’s words
Reflected

Come process with me toward the light
See the goal ahead and follow
Starting now