False Peaks

Futures fan to form a panorama

Of life as landscape, ambiguous

In the finer details, sharper in the broad ones.

The peaks are visible, the journey there hides

Unknown, behind a thick white fog.

Only revealed when confronted head on.

Who is to say the peak you pursue

Is the destination awaiting you?

Truthfully, the end you have in mind

Hardly convinces fate. But that’s life, remember?

Life is change. Inevitable but never revealing

Until you look back does it all make sense

The definition, I mean.

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