As the old fades into the background,
The path to self,
Is grounded in my mind’s eye.
No longer shackled to the drudgery, of the condemned.
Instead, I take a fresh breath,
As life continues.
One of three, I stand forward,
In front of the line,
Of my own experiences.
Around the proverbial bend, I move on again,
Onto the infinite journey, that has no end…
Starting of, “New Beginnings.”
*Inspired by beautiful experiences. ~Mississippi 2016.
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