Cryptic mind, cryptic mind
Will you find, will you find?
The sign that you've been looking for
To walk through the door
Of lands unknown
Mysteries un-shown
Wild caveats crawling
Shoots and letters drawing
Geniuses go unnoticed
To those who are closest
Just take a guess
And confess
You just don't know
And it will show
One day when you least expect it
You might even forfeit
But, hopefully not
Because of all the time sought
Choose a door
And simply explore
Otherwise, it will choose you first
And you'll find you might burst
At the thought of what is behind it
That it doesn't, your life, fit
The time has now come
No question really is dumb
Two steps up
And one step down
Falling up the stairs
Through greatest cares
Just be making the forward motion
Or you will become frozen
Making the wrong decision
With, less than, gentle precision
Is certainly better than nothing
Then from decisions ducking
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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