lone star

I am a lone star wandering
An empty vessel of what is to come
Drifting across the winds of change
Under a setting sun.
Love is not lost within me,
Promises have been made and cherished and loved.
Though i remain a bachelor of arts
Believing something good will come,
Of this hope
And hope springs eternal,
As every vision of joy lets me see.
I wake with daydreams of beautiful things
And there is much more to know -
Because,
I am a lone star wandering
And empty vessel of what is to come
Drifting across the winds of change
Under a setting sun.