Path Of Life

PrimalHeaven

There is a trail

There isn't a slightest clue

As to to where,

We follow it

In search of an end,

We walk for ages

Without any idea where

It'll lead,

Words and thoughts

Speak of a freedom that we've

Never known,

We can't leave it

Just continue along until

The day we die,

For this is the

Path of Life.

  • Author: PrimalHeaven (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 14th, 2023 23:27
  • Comment from author about the poem: Waxing philosophical.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 3


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