The Daily Haiku

A world of five - seven - five. At one time daily, now kind of sporadic.

February 12, 2010

With each step I take
I run farther from the old
Methods of thinking

Running from shadows
Past lives that still try to haunt
The periphery

These eyes stare forward
Never to look back again
So hard to discern

Swirling mists obscure
The path that still lies ahead
I'll find my own way

With light from my soul
Internal alchemy calls
For growth and movement

Footsteps with no sound
This quiet path leads onward
Dampness chills the bones

This causeway widens
As multiple paths beckon
Edge of the crossroads

Each path a journey
And the road behind crumbles
I'll walk 'til I find

That lost place I seek
Somewhere in obscuring mists
Take the left hand path

Remember this split
If it takes one thousand lifetimes
I'll rewalk these roads

Never looking back
Beyond the desolate past
Always push forward

Even when blinded
Searching for the way ahead
I will never fall


Blogger Los said...

The path to nowhere
Always leads to me, my friend.
Follow if you dare.

10:34 AM, February 12, 2010  

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