THE VISION...
The vision tarries, though the seed be planted.
Anticipation looms large as ordinary days lumber on.
No fretting, no sweating, only deep pensive moments
that linger sweet on the tip of my soul.
I have but one Love, one Goal, one strong Passion.
There is only one Allegiance of my heart.
My eyes strain to behold this gleaming Jewel,
It is enough to know what awaits.
This mere glimpse grants a profound peace
and my world-weary steps are once again enlivened.
I leap...
to join the soldier's stride.
to join the soldier's stride.