Wednesday, 7 April 2010

Grazing

Grazing this mind
searching ever deeper.
Wandering like paths
down mountain slopes.
Looking, seeing, what
future holds.
Decisions, which way
do I go!

Left to uncertainty
no, maybe right
could the answer lie.
Perhaps answers can
be found, a corner.
Shrouded by mists
of secrecy, who know`s.

Surely life`s ever
turning circle will.
bring it`s answer
content a possibility