Maze

Trapped in a maze Days upon days Red’s turning green Blue tones are gray I’m lost in a hall Becoming more small Available paths Reveal a brick wall A garden hose Kinked at the nose Water is running With nowhere to flow I’m twisting, turning Not growing, learning An incomplete puzzle No luck, discerning A sinuous riddle Confined to the middle A struggle to breathe No room to wiggle I’ve come to find This permanent bind Will cease to be solved But, torture our minds