Sunday, January 31, 2010

Crossroads

The heart is a light that shines upon discovery's ageless road,

as sagas of seeping shadows travailed to stain the soul

still the pulse throbs to tread towards reverie's distant destination

while visions flood over every horizon envisioned by one's fiery expectation.

 

Golden cities to claim by deed are conjured mind's imagination wand

besetting the steps of day with castle mirages where dreams come true,

scenery sprawls through one's hope, hills and valleys are strewn along the trail,

yet the soul finds flight upon the breath of faith,

stumbling, bruised of being, feet of spirit keeping their pace,

coming to crossroad of inner truth where traveler's identity within is revealed.

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