The Map

I used to live in a world of law and logic. All was clear, all was understood, and all that remained was to follow my map.

 

Yet, along my journey, I came across the unexpected. Hidden away, my mystery awaited - you.

 

I used to live in a world of law and logic. All was clear, all was understood, and all that remained was to follow my map.

 

My map was incomplete. There existed a gap, an enormous gap, a gap as large as the map itself. Delicately I place you in the centre of my map, perfectly you sit there - my missing piece.

 

I used to live in a world of law and logic. All was clear, all was understood, and all that remained was to follow my map.

 

But a map isn’t to be followed, it’s to be explored. Nor is a world to be scrutinised, but experienced. I don’t live in a world of law and logic, finding you is proof enough. The blindness of being lost revealed that which was hidden - the spontaneity, the excitement, the adventure.

 

I used to live in a world of law and logic. Now, as the map flutters to the ground, we walk on - into the unknown, into the adventure.

Reviews

[The Iron Horseman]

This is more a story than a poem, but I enjoyed it anyway. It is interesting and it makes its point very well.
There are a few typos, though - specifically several unmatched inverted commas that don't seem to belong.
Just a little clean-up required to make it perfect.

[Shaun Gurmin]

Hello Iron Horseman, thank you for your review. Good job with spotting the typos - it wasn't written like that but for some reason when I uploaded it to here the dashes were replaced with inverted commas. I have now corrected it.

Thanks again.

Shaun.

[The Iron Horseman]

Now it's perfect! Well done, Shaun.