Turn left, you go far; turn
right, you don’t. Yet,
deplorably, not knowing, and
qualms and fears, and reasons
known and unknown, and
causes known and unknown:
life, so full of choices,
becomes random and choice-less.
The breeze blows, leaf flees
from fruit, falls on flowing
river, and finds its way
forward.
Life, so simple;
or possibly not.
May 5, 2012
May 5, 2012 at 4:32 PM UTC
Turn left, you go far; turn
right, you don’t. Yet,
deplorably, not knowing, and
qualms and fears, and reasons
known and unknown, and
causes known and unknown:
life, so full of choices,
becomes random and choice-less.
The breeze blows, leaf flees
from fruit, falls on flowing
river, and finds its way
forward.
Life, so simple;
or possibly not.
