Until I Soar the Horizon Before Me

Until I Soar the Horizon Before Me 

By: Adam M. Snow

Do I wake or do I dream.

Do I live or do I die.

Twinkle now I ponder here

As I travel, far and near.

I speak that I dare not speak;

I long after a dream to wake,

But not wake fully from a glimpse,

Leaving I but many simps.

Do I wake or do I dream.

Do I live or do I die. 

Until I soar the horizon before me,

I am caged until I am free.

Reviews

[tynamite]

Wow this is amazing, you phrase the questions in an intriguing way.

[Sarah Hime (PokemonFan#..]

Amazing as always!

I loved it!

KEEP IT UP!

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the questions create by the poem. We must make many decisions. Most of us feel caged up. Few will know real freedom. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Love the ending and thank you for the definition in your author's note... nice piece.

[Demi Rose]

a write to treasure. loved this one.

[Jamillet]

*happily sighs* this was so beautifully written i just can't get over how good this poem was!!!!! maaaaaan! i wish my friends like poetry i woud have so many poems of yours to introduce them to!!

[Poetic Beauty]

There is a grand depth to this piece. there are times in life when we question many things. This shows some of those strong questions and the emotion comes through clearly.

[Raven Starhawk]

To rush through would be a great disgrace. This poem definitely fascinated me, held my interest and was fast paced, but not incredibly so to the point where I lost my place.

[Orlando Furioso]

Ach, this is me. I read your poem in my Canary Cage, in an office in Canary Warft. I can't see anything through the window, which is some distance away, other than other buildings. Not one patch of sky can i see. i can see nothing green, nothing natural from my corporate tomb here. And so reading your poem makes me think strongly of escape. I want to do exactly what your title says. so your poem has real meaning for this prisoner.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Ah, the perfection that relates within the piece, it reflects the thoughts of young lovers, though emotion can not by itself have forgotten time, you tend to relate it more and more and more again, well done, good read.