Chrysanthemum Fields Forever Poem by J.D Lynch

Through the Valley we walk side by side

Behind your friends and next to civilization

The night kind to the panorama seen up high

Of what we say could be fridges or revolution



As on rails this scene was once before

Just the look of your eyes against the glass

The severed soul searching solemly for more

Coming, going, ending all for class



Trail wandering, friends out of sight

Leaving only us and darkness

So effortless the voice in dream that is so hard in life

Of asking and receiving the soul's delight



And though it ends with a no as always

The walk does not end and trail continues

Life in movie motion

My true emotions.