Obsessions Madness Walking Insanity Talking
Obsessions
Madness ?, Walking.
Insanity ?, Talking.
Life has not always been a walk in the park,
more often than not - a long and winding road
through the shadows - not hidden by the dark.
Life has not always been on the straight and narrow path,
but it is a journey that one takes towards a trail
that will lead one towards the end of a long lane,
a lane that egresses the lush green of life's adventures,
away from all that led one into those desolate lands,
of deserts - dry, mountain tops - cold, north and south poles -
earth's ends, outer space - life anew - no more a heavy load.
B.J."A" 2
September 21st 2009
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