Life’s untoward meaning.
Fleeting or fulfilling?
A pilgrimage to the peak.
Of Pinnacles, Mountains and Summit,
Climbing and falling, falling and rising.
We fall, We rise, We sink.
We swim through the depths of uncertainty.
Feel every heartbreak, feel every breakthrough,
The fusion of both.
These words beg for completion,
From an author stuck in limbo.
Of emotions, directions and misdirection.
Words will be found to make the work a whole, worlds may crash and leave these words as it were,
In peace or pieces.