By Wendy Joan Ng
Ahead I view- strain to behold,
Dark mysteries stretching uncharted, undefined,
Distant horizons blink, flashing red and white warnings,
Adventures... beckon in the calling winds.
Open I stand- reaching to renew,
Drifting hopes stubbornly undaunted, unexplored,
Sudden sands shift- softly sinking to embrace
My soul?s wounds... to disappear with a flying star.
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