
By the door, I sat in pensive state,
Seeking, searching, contemplating fate.
In the realm of unknown, an ache takes hold,
A longing, profound, a story yet untold.
What does one do when purpose remains obscure,
When the quest unfolds, and answers are unsure?
The heart’s yearning whispers, its plea resounds,
Yet truth eludes, like wisps in ethereal bounds.
But what if, by chance, the sought-after prize,
Bears resemblance to what once caused our cries?
When the very thing that tore our hearts apart,
Resurfaces, testing the depths of our art.
In such moments, a quandary we face,
To embrace or retreat from life’s intricate grace.
Do we shrink away, letting fear guide our way? ,
Or rise above, embracing a brighter day?
-AL
