i am repeatedly at cross roads
and every road i see in frontinvites my eyes to walk, to enjoy
the scenes, promising also the secret
path to the depth of my soul
the God within, my own homefrom where there is no more walking
no more work, nor search for rest
some roads i trod went to money
while others took me to grab and heapand some showered on me great status
but none to self just under the feet
henry victor 01.03.2014
Photo Credit: Gitanjali Victor
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