Sunday, May 01, 2005

Waking Up

When waking up, the world is a blur...

What was clear in a dream, no longer makes sense.

From ideas and actions, to ambitions and goals...

What seemed so right, is now a tangled maze of fog and forest.

Ever so slowly, your eyes adjust.

The haze begins to clear and new paths present themselves.

What path you choose is up to you.

When at once you seemed lost and alone,

Now you are found.


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