Rear view

Leaving behind a shadowed horizon
Dust scattered weeping willows
And oceans of unfulfilled dreams
I look ahead
Ahead to the lush sprawling pastures
With a welcoming ray of morning sunshine
Reflecting on my windscreen

The hill, still to climb, makes no promises
The track I am on, shows no forgiveness
But I have faith in this journey
I have a future to explore
I have much forgiving and recovering
and now with utter relief I look forward
Glancing momentarily backward
where
All I see is the hell getting further and further away
In the rearview mirror