Eternal Erudition Poem by Amera Andersen

My journey began as journeys begin
and settled within the coach of my soul,
the horses neighed and we started to roll,
to tour all the places my heart had been.
The carriage rocked, past the graveyard of sin.
I could see where my heart had paid its toll,
apparitions of life that demons stole
they drank of my spirit to my chagrin.

The coachman then drove away from the past
with a crack of his whip I heard him say;
'now all things will pass and nothing will last,
we’ll now take the road to a brighter day'.
On to the future, the coach went so fast,
my lesson in life was learning to pray.