Sailing
to the
end and
back.
What
glorious
vistas
be.
Iteration
after
iteration
as far
as the
eye can
see.
Mind boggling
options
unable to
comprehend.
Popping
up
just to
fade away
again.
Infinite
scenarios
play out,
impossible
all to know.
Visible
paths
stunning
to observe.
Kaleidoscope
reality
morphing
endlessly.
Mind
swimming,
overload
sailing
in eternity.
Back to
steady
ground
this current
voyage
ends.
Till once
again the
the sails
are set.
Next
journey
is engaged.
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Author:
John Prophet (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 27th, 2022 19:05
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Comments1
(and on, catching
one breeze
of momentum at a time
we glide, fate's ley lines
with choice as our sails, and
rudder's, steering us
ever closer
to our hopes and dreams..)
great read, thanks for sharing, dear poet
Thanks LBM
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