finding truth

A conquest 
lost in the dreams of youth 
countless seeds... 
seeds sown, some wildly 
sailing our ideas to the wind 
thru both calm and storm 
riding majestic steeds 
performing valiant deeds for reasons unknown 
before our only chance we know 
...is gone 
we fortify, enhance and guide 
after the pattern of our steps, to coincide 
with what time suggests is prudent

there's much for us to do 
leading choices, shifting voices 
as we lend our time, our life, 
our pride 
hoping successfully to pursue a path 
we see them as they're lost 
from familiar places 
in all we ask for proof 
we'll not be wasting time in play 
even as we play 
we focus 
transitioning continuously 
by phases 
shifting thru the traces 
makes me wonder sometimes 
about the things we do 
in every effort to 
live 
a composite 
when we join our efforts 
ever in our hearts 
growing

...finding truth...

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