Beyond horizons....

Another dawn, and  I hearken back
at what was meant to be
it never was ;and never did
ah ! the failure to `see'.
Eyes a-blinker,and stone-tone deaf
un-abled by a stream of babble
I ploughed on , stumbled ,was whip-lashed
by that rousing throng of rabble.
Is it a leading from above
or fashioned by some hand
that this our life is an incubus
or a never-never land ?
Be there ever a jaunty day
when the hours are  rhythmic dancers
when questions that shyly swim in your eyes
are sweeter than their answers ??