It is still all that defines…
all of these still uncrossed lines,
boundaries I have not yet crossed
in a life of die as of yet untossed.
Having traveled the whole world,
while keeping myself unfurled,
I remain such a bundled mystery,
with so much you cannot then see.
As I cross a most unfamiliar terrain,
in sunshine, snow and rain,
in the hope to reach the other side,
finally then accept all I have denied.
For this is the path I have chosen,
across a vast tundra left frozen—
dreams I no longer dare pursue,
in this quest to find what is true.
With all these closed, locked doors
scattered across such distant shores,
knowing how I am the only key
which can unlock my secrets of me.
We are the only key bearers to own souls yes. Beautifully penned as usual S.
Daniel
Tremendous.
Powerfully penned, LDF. Honest and raw my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Yes. You are the only key to unlock the secret of me. That is so true. I love this piece. LDF