What Is a Path

Millions see two paths
right and wrong
One with an open eye
sees truth in the void
that paths are in the head
and wisdom has no meaning
even travelling the world in thought
no answers are found
but one
creating a path to call one's own
and walking on it to the very end
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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