trapped, no way through,

the lines behind

got longer and longer.


bridge swayed –

life jammed in major pickles.



through the years

in all the complacencies

finally broke free.



in the feel

of the terra nova

laid down by the poets,

and philosophers

in the settings of the sun.


that aura,

like energized pathways

to all the fingers

of new roadways

leading to all the great seas

for all the great sails

when the lines

peak on a new horizon.

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