The ever talk in each a thought,
to 'why' the need at all,
the fact that often nobody knows,
it seems a sudden action.
A dream or nightmare does not matter,
either way the path is stature,
to hold, to be, to understand,
not all becomes the walk of Lamp.
Surprises leave the door so built,
that a knock or doorbell will,
announce the invitation real,
should the interest have been the deal.
Left for right I stated might,
the aftermath added sight,
that life is something that if lived,
delivers more than just a stiff.
To remember good in bad,
the words have sometimes been.....
a flicker of a hope I had,
that something could end in and then....
You really never actually know,
are you home? or, are you Out&About!!
seeing the Universe? or being a doubtful....
The global fan of blowing banned,
the exit enters the been of are,
surprising only the stirring of what is,
the natural occurrence in a trending sip of,
a delightful ride to a life in Like!!
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