A dot on the far
left side of the page—
that is where I started,
and a dot on the far
right side—where I am
now, and a dot for each
detour that was made,
and when all the dots
are connected the
image formed is of
a wounded man
with one leg, and a
broken crutch, limping
toward the future.
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Author:
Vipassana (
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Comments1
The poem leaves the reader knowing that there were many detours taken. Well done
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