Another tower blinking red
unsettled by revolving tread
the road lays down before me
but I watch the sky instead,
that hazy yellow hemisphere
to which unfocused eyes adhere
becomes more indiscernible
the longer that I peer;
this wry insensibility
while shrouded in futility
reveals the path unfolding
which resounds with possibility.
Are You Reading Me?
1 comment:
Keep your eyes on the road! There is no limit to how far you can go if you get focused!
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