Poetry

Oceans of lessons

Mountains to climb

Oh, my dear heart

Now is the time

Once...

I knew the path

Seen so clearly

I needed no map

A foolish quest

I did endeavor

Believing myself

Oh so clever

Alas, life-

Showed roads

unseen

Took my hand

Led blindly

in dream

Now...

I follow a path 

seen less clear

As I listen to 

the beat

of my heart 

so dear...