Charting the Unknown (Revised)
While traveling through a mist of lost direction;
My search is for memories left behind.
I am tethered to the present by a silken line which I cling to as;
A Protection against all fears of the unknown;
And the future (as always) maintains its ambiguity.
And with my guitar comes a melody;
That fits a fore lone song;
And with the lyrics comes this mystery.
Is what has passed now gone?
Copyright © Leonard Taormina | Year Posted 2009
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