Discovery of Self....A Journey
As the northern winds briskly blow
headlong,I make headway
blinded destination,
as teary eyed reddened....faces
the sharpness stings as glass shards
There is no charted course,on this adventure
as folly has lost it's lustre
driven by a sense of madness
clearing the mind as a cloudless sky
will overwhelm soon enough
The constant battering and badgering
of unknown forces
continues on,in this ill fated state
mustering strength from constantly driven
source of peace a continual search
Why me,is not mine to ask
the what,becomes my only task
where,may still linger a question
the who,remains my gathered lessons........
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