The inconsistency of my thoughts
tangles me with myself.
I am unable to control
the footsteps of my mind.
As my left leg longs
to step right,
my right leg reaches
to the left,
yet I know
that I should only move forward.
I trip over myself
and fall more times
than I can stand,
so I remain
twisted
on the path to virtue.
Uhh! This is wonderful! I’m glad you shared this!
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“Twisted on the path to virtue” — nice evocation.
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Very beautiful piece
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This is beautiful.
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It has been a year.
it is time to get back to writing.
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I know this is from a long time ago, but I’ve just logged in and saw it.
I’m getting back to it!
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Wonderful.
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