Possibilities Infinite

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(Photo Credit: Crispina Kemp)

It was his path of spontaneous creation and crushing doom

A way that had for passengers the siblings, hope and despair

This was the trail where blazing light merged into fearful gloom

Imparting the quintessential lessons of life, whether bitter or fair.

 

On many days he had walked holding her hands with a spirit unshackled

While on other days he was the solitary reaper, walking towards a destination unknown

The woods had reverberated with their laughter, so pure and unburdened

The trees now bear testimony to his screams of pain which in intensity have grown.

 

The whispering wind carries with it a treasure trove of tales so tantalizing to parse

The beaten tracks hide within their ruts the power of a thousand possibilities and myths;

Trees gnarled and twisted under whose shade he lay with her counting the shiny stars

He still continues stumble along the path and its widths.

(Word Count: 150)

Written as part of the Crimson’s Creative Challenge #10 More details regarding this challenge may be found HERE.

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