navigate your way
around the obstacles hidden
within your sight to see
yet never reaching your eyes
discovery of the new and exciting
ways of your troubled mind dissolve
as pleasure and folly find you again
in the place you are standing
in the undiscovered a challenge
as frail and failing memory reveals
a waiting secret imploring you onward
to live again what you have hidden
Monday, August 25, 2008
explorer
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comments:
at this moment in my life, i can relate to this all too well.
poetry is a strange thing, well good poetry is... one can read a piece numerous times and depending on what's going within themselves and/or their life, they can take something different from the piece each time it is read.
as always, brilliant work.
Post a Comment