the end of the world
is the end of time
the edge of the universe
is the end of the line
these are our limits
set by our mind
how far will you go
what will you find

your will
is your compass
your dreams
are your map

the stronger the will
the better the compass
the bigger your dreams
the greater the map

by your hands you forge bars
this is all that keeps you from the stars

Wandering Scarlet

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/limits-5/