So Much Sky

Ever been out in the middle of wilderness and realized the vastness of the universe and the smallness of humanity?

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So Much Sky
by Michael Doyle

So much sky
That a person might get lost
In a freedom one cannot buy
Gold does not pay the cost

Cast on a perilous journey
A path overgrown
Some say its our destiny
Despite rivers overflown

Hidden in the verity
Of half hidden reconnaissance
Is that quicksand of vanity
That too often loses brilliance

Into the confused alliances formed
Caught inside the perplexity
Of a hunger of wolves deformed
Into something resembling duplicity

A loneliness of minds interferes
In the compromises of promise
Played on in the poverty of fears
That only empties into things infamous

(c) March 18, 2020   Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved

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Writer, poet, musician, surfer, father of two princesses.
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