Winding Path

Winding Path

A Poem by Dreamer137

Someday,

there will be

a pot of gold

at the end

of this blinding

rainbow.

Eventually,

every little piece

of this crazy

puzzle

will fall

beautifully

and seamlessly

into place.

But for now,

this world is

a winding path

with many forks

and that alone

is the

challenge.

Because we have

to decide;

which road shall I take?

or,

shall i just

wander away,

and create my own?

© 2012 Dreamer137


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I love it. Such confidence in that practiced curiosity, and the words fall like Tetris pieces in their place. ....create your own!! The answer to your question. : ) Cook or write or do BOTH!! xoxo -Mark

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on April 28, 2012
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Dreamer137
Dreamer137

Catlettsburg, KY



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Hi I'm Krynn, I'm 17 and a senior in high school in Kentucky. I hope to pursue culinary arts in college. Writing is something I've always enjoyed, and when verse is in my head i have to right it down... more..

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