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WindWalker
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since 2001-10-12
Posts 1218


0 posted 2005-06-08 10:02 PM


The path of life often passes
through dark canyons and empty wastes:
its endless trails cris-cross
prairie grass, desert sand
or dangerous mountain snows.

He who fears the unknown
haltingly wanders crooked pathways,
blind; unknowing, always looking back,
his unformed future still born
beneath memories of his past.

His unstable feet meander back
over yesterday’s fading paths;
always uncertain, his mind fearing
what it perceives as looming dangers
forming overhanging cliffs
or bottomless seas filled with monsters.

He chooses not to reason
that beyond the obstacles of today
possibly lie greener pastures.
In any case, why fear the inevitable?

Perhaps because one realizes
that when one does not plant,
no ‘greener pasture’ is likely to appear
as magic –  from nothing.

         _____________________________

      "The shelter of memories has no power
                      to keep life safe.”

© Copyright 2005 Sharran WindWalker - All Rights Reserved
JamesMichael
Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA
1 posted 2005-06-09 12:20 PM


Enjoyed...reminded me of some words from long ago..."you have control over your choices, but not over the consequences"... I have always hoped that good choices would produce good consequences...James
Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115
South Africa
2 posted 2005-06-09 01:41 AM


Ah, but there is magic - we just can't see from whence it comes and if we don't plant then that something we can't see just turns our little worlds upside down and forces us to do something ... and the choice is always ours until we can get it right.
After all that, I did enjoy your words.  

Gentle Spirit
Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989

3 posted 2005-06-14 08:14 AM


He chooses not to reason
that beyond the obstacles of today
possibly lie greener pastures.
In any case, why fear the inevitable?

Perhaps because one realizes
that when one does not plant,
no ‘greener pasture’ is likely to appear
as magic –  from nothing.

        
Yes, the never ending search for greener pastures continues for everyone. Sometimes, the greenest pastures are in our own backyard though...  Nicely penned.  

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