I stand on the top of my toes,
yet,
the path is still too long,
too winding.
Will I ever finish? Is the finish worth my time? Is the finish my true and definite finish? Will I live long afterwards?
To whom does this road benefit other than myself?
One step at a time I shall tread.
Until then, carpe diem.
Breathe in the air, swallow the rich, hear the pleasant, admire the awesome.
I shall then, lay the entire surface of my feet unto the ground.
You can wait… IT can wait.
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Niko Papadatos (
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I love the tension created in this poem by its initial carpe diem attitude cast against its ending statement of patience that one can wait until then. a lovely contrast.
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