Graduation's on a Mountaintop

By William Byrd.


Graduation's on a mountaintop.
Rarely does one get a better view.
All that is in front of me is new.
Dreams fade into haze rather than stop.
Underneath are queasiness and fear
As familiar landscapes fall away.
The price of moving on is just that gray
Intensity that grips as new eyes near.
On me for just this moment all is grace:
Now I rest, and that sweet joy embrace.