The MazeA Poem by solitare
i ponder the endings
forgetting to see the path too focused on the possible finessful finale straightforward i saunter small shy steps till i fall down dismally yet somehow smirk succinctly then with power and passion i continue successfully sobered until I fall again rising a little slower a little less vigorously i continue finding dead ends and similar paths yet seeking a new journey i continue forever falling yet resiliantly rising more sluggish each time i continue through confusing crossroads which challenge my senses as more dead ends emerge in distressing disarray i continue anticipating and awaiting a light... © 2011 solitareAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on June 2, 2011 Last Updated on September 13, 2011 AuthorsolitarePerth, AustraliaAboutTo see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour. — William Blake, Auguries of Innocence more..Writing
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