harvester of waves
extractor of caves
from within the no man’s land
pulverizing memories
of roads abandoned
so that you can go on
even when no one mentions
why we do not have time to build pavements
when the road of life gets too crowded
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curiosity, concern, compassion and collaboration
Go back on the sands of time
Pavements yes, you’ll find
built by hands unknown
memories untold
needn’t unfold
leave them behind
to nurture with time
if substance they have
spirits will entwine
needn’t define…..
continue your venture
who knows their adventure
may find its refine
into missions sublime
of newer vistas
yet unpaved
if not, then leave…..
make your quiet retreat
worthy weren’t they…
just wash their pavements away
let them forfeit
desires incomplete
all that glitters
can it be gold?
make your hold
let them lose their road
into the sands of time..
away from your crowd of life…..