By Shawn Marc B. Carreon
A maze with trails unknown to the traveler,
Where adventure awaits and along comes wonder.
Testing the brave and the ones with fear,
Where we wander along, with a feeling of queer.
More and more day by day,
We grow and wonder, is there an end to this game?
The floods of curiosity, swallowing our thoughts
Taking a toll where it gets tough.
The winds caressing the hair,
As we think in solitude, silence is a must where none shall intrude.
Life being the gift an answer prevails,
Where the destination is near, but far with trails.
Oh such regret is filled with sorrow,
As the end draws near,wherein we follow.
This isn’t the end nor the final chapter,
But a new beginning to ones ever after.
