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Forward

Forward

 

A great door opens on a darkened landscape

I stand at the precipice of the unkown

A journey forward or an eternal void

I cannot know what is to be revealed

I am ignorant and childlike in my perception

Despite a wealth of experience and knowledge

The future holds no assurances

Faith speaks of eternity but who am I to know

I step forward with resignation

There is no alternative on my horizon

The door remains open and beckoning

I must go forward

As others have done before me

Are they in some yonder waiting for me

I would like to think so

but here and now I go

◄ What we face

A Dream of no Consequence ►

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