Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
13h
Exploring a maze in the fog
Unpredictable turns,
Dead ends creep up with no notice.
A larger opening, more peaceful;
Some unknown garden waits ahead.

A place to sit and for a time
Find peace among the plants.
Leave something, gain more.

Eventually some urge forces
The traveler along their journey.
Ever older, ever forward
Winding toward some
Other unknown garden.
Written by
Labhrás  25/M
(25/M)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems