Path

Over yonder or perhaps over there

Familiar voices persistently cross the void

Singular focus temporarily intoxicates. What if?

Suddenly voice vanishes, absconding with reason

Cycles repeat like seasons without purpose

Blindly leap or remain bound by lassitude

If not, this whisper taken, then which?

Perhaps swirling confusion is just apathy masked?

Nuanced distinction lost, obfuscation diminishes self

Discard rigidity of logic - salvation found only within

Moment of clarity dawns, ephemeral voice persuasive

Journey’s end eludes but all-important path revealed.