On a road with no blame
On a road with no blame,
paths familiar to all-
Yet to long gone form the mind not to navigate without caution.
I stroll, with heart of a lamb.
My stride reflects the grace of my Lord's creations.
It were rare that I be so honored.
Though, in this bliss...tinged subtle gray;
the grounding which balances my existence-
Acknowledging this plane.
Past lovers drift in the peripheral,
and a direction opposite of my own.
Paused in thought,
not in motion.
Lips agape, breathless, reluctant.
It'd be an investment without gains.
Dry eyes draped with content.
On a road that holds