poetry in hands

poetry in hands

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Pathways

Pathways

I have walked many paths that were not my own
Helping others find their way
Criss-crossing roads that would lead to my goal
Backwards, forwards, sideways and down

Nobody now to help me find my way
No light shining down on my route
No field map to show which direction to go
Lost and abandoned in darkness and gloom

Now it is time to seek out that path
A path unwavering and true
To look to my own destination
It's realisation pursue

Mike O'Leary - November 2011

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