Mental Pathways

Wandering the pathways of the mind,
I entered forests of quiet creation,
Marshlands of unreal depths,
And gardens ripened by time.

There were fields where ideas took root,
Streams where emotions whispered and flowed,
Fears clustered like a restless hive,
And a lone thought, stubborn, heavy, and slow.

I beheld volcanoes of anxiety
Spilling fire across the plains of patience,
While mountains of steady sobriety
Fed the deep valleys of wisdom.

A desert of solitude
Dissolved into the oasis of friendship,
And the first light of excitement
Gilded the open fields of joy.

The realm of honor stretched without end
Until it reached the fragile hut of impulse;
The garden of love bloomed unforced,
And the heart’s oracle pulsed with eternity.

These were pathways of endless diversity,
Where no single direction ruled the way,
For every thought opened a doorway
And shaped a hologram of becoming.

Tadany

Mexico City, Oct 2004.

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