Moving
Moving diligence to wandering's expone,
verbatim unresolved is open, prone.
Thought's avenue's confine digests my own,
the self curtailed does feel itself alone.
While standing still subjects the mind's condone,
some movement emphasizes beings hone.
Decisions obstacles are thereby somehow known,
and I am facing courage, thereby shown!
A lifting consequence removes the pensive drone -
and I face trials unswervingly. . . with control!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2006
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