Arrived upon a forked path
Veins leading somewhere and anywhere.
Visions of an oasis on the horizon, blurry,
Destinations followed in a hurry.
Upon waves of uncertainties,
Destiny’s echoe thins.
A prolonged stare into the abyss,
A long glance for a flicker of bliss.
And so a step, a walk, and a run,
Motion upon clouds,
Dancing to tunes calling from a place foggy and mute.
Forward ever, backward never,
The rhythm resounds.
Onward, into the belly of uncertainty.
Emmalase
Emmalase