Thursday, November 02, 2006

Run through the jungle

Yet another of my tomorrow-themed poetic experiments; this one cross-fertilized by my occasional forays into Vietnam imagery.

Thousand-Yard Stare

Tomorrow is a distant treeline, glimmering greenly;
Lush with possibility, teeming with fears;
Seething with mystery, dense with death;
Intriguing and threatening, it both beckons and appals.
We hesitate to move forward, but have no choice –
We are compelled to advance across the minefield of Today.

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