From the fog, into the light, onto day, away from night Rides emotions horsemen . His thoughts are collective of wants and desires, to clear the way, and set forth the objective but need is the now and nothing else matters The dust below hooves is stirred with excitement as the motion of clarity advances, his conviction Not without discipline will his quest be successful not without rest, will he live up to the need He stops to gather his bearing and thought, the map in his head is cast in illusion no greater confusion, could riddle his planning, than to ponder the right and the wrong of his path So onward he rides to look for the something that nothing in thought could ever explain… emotionally driven he searches for comfort that can not be found in the folds of his brain The answers he seeks are always around him though they seem to confound him when he needs them the most His illusion filled map will always mislead him in deed he will follow the ways of his ghost Dare he perceive that it's all within him while in pursuit of another safe place his ghost will be there where ever he goes painfully written all over his face. Unless of course he stops… long enough… to let reality focus his thoughts and thus… would be … the demise…you see… of the need for Emotions Horseman Copyright William Carey Clause Sr. [email protected]