Parallel Paths
Seems like the sun’s not shining …in the way it was before
Got to wondering what else life has planned for me in store
Grey skies dark are reigning over …the season’s at an end
It’s down to me…
Where do I go from here?
Has to be an opportunity …awaits somewhere away
Yet, I willfully cling to things that got me here today
It feels as though I’m getting less …than what I’m putting in
It’s down to me…
Where do I go from here?
One can muse there’s a parallel path
We all could have taken
One that weaved
So dreamily through the woods
From time to time we see glimpses
Out of the corner of an eye
Yet, not enough,
To distract us from …’the grid’
Just the same, there’s thoughts and visions a-nagging in my brain
Things that could exact a searching walk out in the rain
‘Sitting still’ is ‘sliding back’, now's the time for ‘breaking through’
It’s down to me…
Where do I go from here?
Yes, it’s down to me…
Where do I go from here?
From my desktop Grahame J Flynn Views in Verse
