I dreamt about a world of steel and concrete.
A world where the pace was hectic and one dare not stumble for fear of the crowd.
As I walked along in time with the daily march into chaos there was a gate unguarded.
I took the chance and walked through the threshold as the outside world vanished behind me.
No more hustle and bustle.
Steel and Glass gave way to open sky. Leaving only the wind.
Pavement crumbles away into earth.
Echoes fade into oblivion as I walked at different pace.
This road ends in silence.
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Indeed, the road ends in silence for all of us….but the mere thought of it becomes too loud for many of us to hear in time.
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True
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Loved this thought! 🙂
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Thank you ❤ the road is close to my day job and when I pass it every day it the point where my job stress is left behind. 😀
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Really liked the use of the word “unguarded”. I think, true treasures are usually unguarded only, people are too busy guarding things that they think are “theirs”… 🙂
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Modern slavery is a prison for the mind. They don’t guard the gate to freedom often because the population is afraid to step through.
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So true! And well put! 🙂
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Thank you
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Profound and strong. The photo has added more spice to your words.
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Thank you Apple Rae. Most of the time the photos are made first and then I write something to go with the images.
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Ah, this is wonderful and idyllic. I’m imagining it right now. Solitude in a hushed space sounds ideal right now.
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There’s more. I just published part 2. It’s more of story than a poem at this point though. 😀
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