a million journeys start from the same place
each of our footsteps makes a distinct mark
each spirit shows its presence in the face
the ones who win are those who play the ace
the game goes faster when we're in the dark
a million journeys start from the same place
what once we proudly did we now seek to erase
the joy we have does not raise a fresh spark
each spirit shows its presence in the face
what's generally believed is often not the case
on the great ship we've all wished to embark
a million journeys start from the same place
we praise uniqueness but others will now replace
what we have been and done things are that stark
each spirit shows its presence in the face
all things desired may come but bring no grace
the ship that voyages is followed by the shark
a million journeys start from the same place
each spirit shows its presence in the face
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
07 April 2007
seeking the right direction
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