Just a blob of distant memory,
while the mind begins to dust them,
far away,
and newer, fresher ones,
seek to make their way,
into secret caverns and abysses.
I know no tomorrow,
but I know what spent my yesterday...
I know no clarity,
for it is a journey not the end point...
I know no escape,
and I shall never choose to...
Niceeee ... I dont know whose blog it is though .. Though my 2 pence below to add to it ...
ReplyDeleteChoose, I shall,
To befriend the path
That leads me
Choose, I shall,
To trust the Destiny
Thrust up on me
Choose, I shall,
To follow the blind lane
That the Lord gave me
Choose, I shall,
To not choose the destination
For it is the Lord's Choice
Choose, I shall,
To Honor Her Choice.
Like the lines - "I know no tomorrow, but I know what spent my yesterday'. Do we need clarity to even choose our journey - the path we take? Or you are indicating - Just go with the flow of time....
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