Beyond the daylight reaches, <br />near the back roads of the mind. <br />Love lies waiting there <br />for some lucky person, <br />to pluck it from the air. <br />Memories of old loves <br />linger somewhere back there, <br />waiting to be rekindled, <br />like a dying candle flame. <br /> <br />Beyond the daylight reaches, <br />near the back roads of the mind. <br />The world’s great treasure <br />waits for someone to find. <br />The treasure of love, <br />one that will last forever. <br />The dream without ending, <br />all seek, but very few <br />ever get there to find. <br /> <br />A few will take the trouble, <br />and keep the desire warm <br />at the upper most of the mind. <br />Travelling down this dangerous road <br />that stretched out beyond the daylight reaches, <br />near the backs roads of the mind. <br />Seeking the ultimate prize, <br />they could ever hope to find. <br /> <br />29 October 2007<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beyond-the-daylight-reaches/
