Just Walking
Just walk
I tell myself having no destination
in mind for it is better on dark days
not to arrive but to be moving towards
somewhere as like that miraged vision
set out on the horizons of the soul
that seems forever unreachable
but which some inner compass
tells me is the right direction
and will, one day, intersect
with that still point around which
all things revolve.
Copyright © Paul Willason | Year Posted 2024
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