We wander into the unknown
where paths are fresh
with fanciful discoveries,
sparkling objects of desire,
and heavy,
worrisome
things.
Hurry past.
Hold your breath.
Don't look back.
Savor each moment
of possibility,
and danger.
Amazing things can happen here.
Are you paying attention?
There is no way back.
Don't bother looking.
Around each turn is a new trail,
another invitation
to explore new worlds
and find out
who we are.
This is a Sunday Scribblings post.
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8 comments:
The unknown is the path of true adventure..when taken wisely perhaps..or with the good company of another..I love the light and optimism..the idea that taking risk need not always mean putting oneself at risk..Jae
August 26, 2012 at 11:35 AMExploration made enticing, and indeed there is really now way back. I loved this poem!
August 26, 2012 at 3:36 PMIndeed- sometimes it's what we learn about ourselves in exploration that is most important! Loved this poem!
August 26, 2012 at 7:26 PMYou have described the joy of exploration so well. Whether it is the view, the unexpected discoveries or just the plain joy of being somewhere completely different it is as you say discovering yourself as well.
August 26, 2012 at 8:55 PMYou're in my head again... or maybe this seeped into mine, long-distance.
August 27, 2012 at 12:52 PMEither way, I like.
I'm a "road not taken" type of gal, so this completely captured me. Yours is not a warning off, but a nudging forward, and I like that. The safe life is boring anyway. Peace, Amy
August 27, 2012 at 2:28 PMhttp://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/08/27/deep-seated-exploration/
I'm revved, even if there might be a drop off or two along the way.
August 27, 2012 at 4:25 PMBTW, what does "L' inconnu" mean?
Just put one foot in front of the other and keep on watching for new awarenesses....
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