Expectations travel with demands.
Depression draws a line in the sand.
A golden reality dawned elated on yesterday's horizon,
Noon found us smiling and holding hands,
Aquainting ourselves with each other.
Names flew, friendships bonded.
Human conditions reign in this region:
Pride, lust, anger, greed, envy, gluttony, sloth.
Nothing left but our perfect perseverence toward the new dawn
To do it all over again before the Call of green shores.