Life Is A Maze
Life is like an endless maze.
We step one by one in its foggy haze.
Each path is a choice we decide to make as the results of the steps we take.
Some paths are clear like the pure waters that flow.
Other paths seem uncertain as doubts began to grow.
Sometimes, the path is straight and other times it twists and turns.
Yet, all paths yield a lesson one must learn.
Many times we walk a path and realize we are walking in circles.
Lost and confused, we fall into dispair.
Sometimes, we make mistakes as we come to a dead end.
Other times, we find our way and another maze begin.
Life yields its own complicated mystery.
Our footprints are evidence of its complex history.
Anxiously, we walk to its infinite door.
Desperate, we yearn to know the answers to find our destiny.
Still, we walk in this darken haze of life's endless, dark maze.
We step one by one in its foggy haze.
Each path is a choice we decide to make as the results of the steps we take.
Some paths are clear like the pure waters that flow.
Other paths seem uncertain as doubts began to grow.
Sometimes, the path is straight and other times it twists and turns.
Yet, all paths yield a lesson one must learn.
Many times we walk a path and realize we are walking in circles.
Lost and confused, we fall into dispair.
Sometimes, we make mistakes as we come to a dead end.
Other times, we find our way and another maze begin.
Life yields its own complicated mystery.
Our footprints are evidence of its complex history.
Anxiously, we walk to its infinite door.
Desperate, we yearn to know the answers to find our destiny.
Still, we walk in this darken haze of life's endless, dark maze.
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What is life? How do you find your way?
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