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Blue Road

a poem

By Moon DesertPublished about a year ago 1 min read
Photo by Joshua Woroniecki from Pexels

While conversing with him, you get the sense

that nothing matters, only the road ahead.

No matter the obstacles or challenges,

they won't ruin or define the day.

This unpredictability brings a sense of mystery,

even if we set out a clear schedule at dawn.

There is plenty of flexibility in the surroundings -

hiding spots and open spaces.

Anything can be a source of

lack of inspiration or a pure blessing,

depending on how one appreciates it.

The ultimate destination is still unknown,

hidden beneath various footprints

and reliant on the day and others.

The things that matter were always there.

They hid in genes and jeans,

carried away by the wind.

Future generations will uncover their secret meanings.

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Thank you for reading!

inspirationalsocial commentarysurreal poetryStream of Consciousness

About the Creator

Moon Desert

UK-based

BA in Cultural Studies

Unsplash

Crime Fiction: Love

Poetry: Friend

Psychology: Salvation

“I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still.” Sylvia Plath

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