when the answers i seek,
choose to playfully hide,
my path is a maze
i reluctantly trod.
then the sun joins the game,
blinding my view
with intensity.
so it must be
that my feet lead me on
when i can not see
where to go.
7.13.17
when the answers i seek,
choose to playfully hide,
my path is a maze
i reluctantly trod.
then the sun joins the game,
blinding my view
with intensity.
so it must be
that my feet lead me on
when i can not see
where to go.
7.13.17
