Through the twists and turns of the path,
They cling to the shimmering glow,
A steadfast guide as fate's threads entwine,
Leading them towards the promised glow,
For they know that beyond the shadows, awaits the night.
Amidst the gloom, a glimmer of hope shines,
A beacon guiding through the gloom.
As they tread the trail, uncertain and alone,
The harmonious melody of anticipation unfolds,
A tapestry of promise and expectation,
Enveloping them in its lively hue.
With each step, they feel the vibrant gleam,
A reminder that within the shadows, there is radiance,
For in the melody of anticipation, lies hope,
A promise of a new dawn after darkness,
As the threads of possibility continue to intertwine,
Guiding the wanderer on their solitary journey.
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Bare one's soul
PoetryIn life's complex dance, desires often sway, Yearning for what eludes, a distant dream's display, Yet sometimes, what seeks you, in plain sight, may stay. Blinded by wants, we miss what's near, Obscured by aspirations, vision unclear, The essence of...
