An Afternoon’s Dilemma

Some days,
I glow with happiness
Fleeting but peaceful
Some days,
I sob with sorrows
Always there - pointed knives and arrows.

Fleeting moments, perennial pain
Personal gain, or in vain?

Question of a lifetime
Solution at the closing rhyme
The prize of the maze, unseen in the haze
Forever a mystery, hidden in history.

Seeking answers - crossing times and tides
Skies and stars as guides
A purpose and meaning
Still, will I learn anything?




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