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Life's Walkway

Quick sands of fate cave in airless darkness invites, reeds of agonizing marsh slither hope of escape entangled, risk paves the life’s walkway for the destiny to saunter. Uncalculated steps falter pace dithers uncontrolled, the sands and the reeds wait for the guest to arrive late, tired of walking a long way on the life’s walkway. The survival game begins in toiling times of journey, struggling hard to win treading on the life’s walkway, until the time comes to join the ordained farewell party. Destiny is not an excuse the walk is one’s own walk, the walkway lighted or dark the inner lamp decides, garden path or marshy trail the inner vision conceives. A special space of sanctity the lamp lighter needs, and the vision maker seeks to make the life’s walkway to bliss. July 16, 2020 Contest : All Yours (Feb 27) Sponsor : Brian Strand

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