Unforeseen

Sun, 08/30/2015 - 11:40 -- TedZ

 

This is all I now can see:

The golden hue of future,

For it has been taught to me,

Without any red suture.

 

Enter the light and you see,

From a fresh, newly skilled eye,

More than just the light from thee.

Here there’s no reason to sigh.

 

Aroma is everywhere,

To embrace it would be smart.

Dullness is never a care,

Failure and success apart.

 

Entered the light and I happened to see,

A world that was once unforeseen by me.

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