On a dusky evening, peeking through the window. He thought about leaving his life, in dream of living ‘the life‘. Destiny lies in his hands, but he must dare. The door to freedom is locked, But he is the key.
Slowly he moves towards it.
Opened the door, stared at unknown,
struck by a lily, the wind had blown.
took my first step,
the future does look bright.
what once was clear,
is now vague, stand confused.
so many rocks, so hard to move
battered and bruised,
what is there to prove.
Venture in the wild, but will i sustain,
why explore the world, what will I gain.
haven’t come too far, home is still in the sight,
ahead is dark, behind lies the light.
nothing to shame,
always a long shot,
supper may still be hot.
Ps: To all, who dare to dream but don’t dare to do.
Be bold, be different, be unRegular.