Monday, June 4, 2012

A journey

Lush green hills stretch to horizon
Greener than what they seemed
Slopes made gentler by this separation
Many counts of ages since I passed 

Ahead lies snow capped peaks
Their slopes steep and slippery
My path ahead lead into these
To what destination is a mystery

Darkness envelops all beyond

Forgetting more as years pass
Don't remember how it commenced
Few flashes remain as haunts

Unseen path lay ahead winding
Stones creeping into my inside
Each step requires more heaving
Don't know this journeys end

Worried to move ahead
Can not turn back
I want to move up speed
But my foot is on the brake

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