the year of lyrics: a poetry project

my search for inner-peace, one poem at a time

Day 39 – Go Ahead

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Hot black strips: rolling, burning, curving, tumbling over
Vast spaces: no beginning, no end.
Never-ending, constant contending
For survival, and upon arrival
You can trace out, space out, map out
Retrace but not replace
For you can plan as much as you choose
And move on in your on shoes

Constant movement
A whirl around you:
Pushing you, driving you
Stopping you, helping you

As you swing around the bend and move along each curvature
Each crease
Up each incline and down each slope
Climbing higher and descending below

You must go alone


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