Poetry from the Writer of Light for Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

THE SIGN

THE SIGN Stopped at a fork in the destinies, looking for the lifemap in the heart's glove compartment, I am so engrossed in rummaging through the junk that I have packed along from the past that for a long time I don't see the sign right in front of me. It tells me that where I am going is the way... Sign in to see full entry.

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