Along the path I travel,
The way ahead is clear,
I see the final corner,
The end is very near.
I walk around the corner,
Fulfilment in my mind,
The path that I had followed,
Was not what I should find.
The path was blocked in this life,
A new path to be found,
My life’s direction will change,
New glories WILL abound.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: We may each go along new paths, enjoy them.
- Category: Reflection
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A fine write Gold. I tend to go on the same paths - for millions of years, it seems. Pity I took a wrong path in 1066.
I think we all end up on different paths - the way ahead is only conjecture but we should embrace it - when there is nothing to look forward to life is at an end. Did you come across a fork?lol
Always admire your positivity leaping out through your words.
In the twilight of ones time, we wonder about the path taken. I had written in "It Feels Like...." how much longer must we endure.
Your ending stanza is so astute, that's our hope.
Thnx
What a fine and hopeful write Andy - - keep looking for new ways ahead and they will appear.
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