Follow the butterfly -

Mind is running heart is pounding
Feeling the truth is something outstanding

Feeling reeling letting go
Racing yet pacing need to take it slow

Pulled to a place called home
Strange yet it's a thread that I've sewn

Driving thriving because I need to know
The journey makes a forgotten part of me glow

Yearning and turning until I figure it out
Obstacles and distractions can't break the route

Like a magnet I'm drawn to the path
It works like simple math

I try to use old logic but I can't get it out of my head
I'm on a journey which I'll only understand when I'm dead

There is more to this ...
Luckily it's something of bliss.

-Epirus

Beautifully succinct and simple poem... Nice work Liberius

Originally posted by 1littlewolf
Beautifully succinct and simple poem... Nice work Liberius

Thank you sir!

Great thread.

Maybe he understood the way before he died, or didn't after he died either, if he's dead already.

Now that's good and has a certain truth.

I'd say it had a ryhthm that was dynamic,mirroring the subject matter but then i'd sound like i knew what i was talking about !!

Aye,right.lol