Treasure Island

Maylee Bossy

(17/02/95)

All Things Knowable


I have found myself

Somewhere between the hazy half forgotten dreams
Birthed by my yesteryears
In the quivering limbs of the knowledge tree
Unearthed by the storms we have brought upon ourselves

The fruits of our labours now in reach
For even the worms worked into the ground
We can break the flesh with our teeth
And remedy this blissful ignorance

To know that we are naked
And the visible world has been made infinite

And it is ours
To be explored and understood
Cherished and preserved

It is ours
And it cannot be taken from us
Only by us

Then with all things knowable floating in my head
My toes dug a little deeper
In the hills a little steeper
And the footprints left behind sunk into solid stone

I could only choose the pace
In which I walked a predetermined path to certain death
So I chose to stroll

I chose the journey over the destination
Where I could see the world around
And realize there's more to watch
Than the path before me and the path behind

And somewhere along this well trodden path
Far away from the roots of everything
I could finally say that I am me
And I am always where I'm meant to be

Submitted: Friday, August 09, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 27, 2013
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  • Khairul Ahsan (8/10/2013 10:18:00 AM)

    And somewhere along this well trodden path
    Far away from the roots of everything
    I could finally say that I am me
    And I am always where I'm meant to be

    A nice stanza to end a beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

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