like a walk in the park
a stroll
under the stars
on the way
to your destiny
that thing.., that
is you
challenging the fate
that effortlessly
awaits
as they make it all sound
not as
straight forward
when you're looking
to be found
requires falling
on your face
understanding in time
you're not
running a race
that's unfolding
can be read
or written
the choices you make
not always a given
dancing in your head
all those
unmade choices
connected
by a thread
of the
still unknown
anxiously waiting
to step out
on their own
of exploring
new joys
begging for silence
but met
with more noise
what's left
in the aftermath
is all just
part of
finding your path…
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