Afraid of the storm,
The eye grows closer…
Your mind leaves you struggling.
Indecision: a cloud of dust before you…
The silhouette of the enemy
May as well be the enemy…
Freezing its opponent until its arrival.
Fright holds the jurisdiction,
Pounding its gavel…
The mind flutters away in both
Dream and reality, both deceptive in nature.
Desires paint over right with wrong…
When the paint peels,
The true picture is exposed… it is enlightening…
Leading you straighter and surer…
And so you walk, disappearing
Around the river bend, footprints trailing you.
You do not turn back, you walk on…. to a new life.
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