Journeying

Savouring every second of this unforgetable moment in time
Knowing full well that a poem is about to lose its rhyme
Seeing a blank canvas just waiting for the brush
To unleash the latent symmetry that simply cannot be rushed
Though meandering through the fields and hearing the whistle of the reeds
It is straight to our front door that the unknown path does lead
And now we must abide by the rules of the game
And stay on course or lose all we sought to gain




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