Future Paths
Photographer Unknown
We know not
The correct path we should take
Nor, the obstacles
That get in our way
Many of us are blind
Until, a suddenly happens
The fog dissappears
And we see a ray of light
Never lingering long
Just a whisper of
An ancient ryhyme
Coming down from above
The tune is sweet
May we hear it
This is the way
Walk ye in it
Oh, but beware
Like the coin
With two sides
The other option can be filled with lies
May our souls remember
What our eyes have forgotten
That we be not ensnared
And are dreams not hearken
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