Hither and Tither
Blown around like a leaf I stumble
back and forth with no real rest.
Lost within the surrounding landscape
seeking I know not what as of yet.
Looking back on a life often misspent
that had no real sense of purpose,
Just drifting from day to day, lost
yet on a track to who knows where?
Until it suddenly clicks and I realise
that the secret was always there.
All I needed to do was open my mind
and follow where my heart led me.
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Posted: Jul 4
About this poem:just some jumbled thoughts