.mysterious.
Mysteries in front of me
The past behind me
New horizons are in bloom
I can see them from here
They are just out of my reach
A little to far for me to grasp
So many things in my view
Which one do I choose?
Day by Day, Inch by Inch
I seem to get closer
But I don't know if the road I'm on
Is the right place for me to be
The mysterious future lies ahead of me
Which way will I go?
©Crystal Lynn Wheat
Friday, September 22, 2006
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