Parallels

Parallels

Life is much
like
writing a poem.

You wake in
a new day
its path uncharted
though
at times
seemingly
familiar
yet
you cross pontoon
streets
from one side
of the day
to another,
direction and
intent
your compass.

Writing a
poem
is a path
unknown
from its first
word
straight through
to its
final line.

Us poets
can never know
where the
power,
the creative force,
will lead,
but we can
not
not follow
the poem
to its
completion.

The Unknown
imbues us,
is a lamp
both
to our feet
and
our feat.

We live
to write.
Then we write
to live
at the Unseen’s
will.

(c) Claudia Moss 4/18/2015

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