directionless we may find ourselves
momentarily
now and then, but pathless
is a state we can never be
whilst we yet: draw breath...
for even in our mind's
this life we traverse, is endless
in its variety and scope;
its only ourselves, that limit
our possibilities horizon's
by squinting needlessly
instead of trusting, in our ability...
The Compass Failed.-L. B. Mek
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