Life is but just a journey,
A path that we must explore.
Not like an arduous tourney,
Nor a place we deplore.
For we know not what we seek,
But we seek it still,
Whether strong or meek,
Guided by our will.
I know that I will yet find you,
But I still do not know.
Would I know it at first sight,
Or would it be planted and grow?
Ready to grow a new tree,
Yet not found the seed.
I explore to find me,
And then the one I need.
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Poems: Thoughts
PoetryJust a few thoughts of an average person, thoughts of live and love, but also darker topics. Thoughts expressed as poetry.
