I cannot pass through you
but I can make a way around you.
You deter my progress
but you cannot stop me.
You are the slow-down sign,
the check-your-way reminder
in disguise.
You are the detour arrow
That makes me try another road.
Like a hump,
you stand on my way
so that I may not go too fast.
So I step on the brakes
To re-examine my road map.
And I halt a moment
For a well-deserved rest.
You are a dead end.
But my trek does not end with you
nor am I dead because of you.
‘Coz I’ll find another way.
And I’ll walk on.
//Sherma E. Benosa
August 29, 2007; 11:45pm
8 comments:
pag nasa dead end, you either go back or make a new road. the journey continues. :)
Ei, question girl: When you find yourself in a dead end: does that mean you've taken the wrong road?
It could be a cul-de-sac Mademoiselle! It’s a safer place to take refuge, just like the fond de mon cœur. Je t'aime !
next time, travel on a mountainbike. on a mountainbike, roads become boring. and if that "hump" presents itself anywhere, you can run him over with pleasure. and the journey does not end...if ya can't bike it, hike it.
ride hard!
hehe. whatever.
Well VF. A cul de sac... Hmmm... That's a good way of looking at it.
But I'll take your "fond de mon coeur" any time, any day.
:-)
jejejeje, torbik!
humps just slow us down; they can never stop us. And yup, the thrill of running over them... whew!
You already did MSB.
I can feel you lodged, purring and warm in that special 'fond de mon coeur'!
Hmm... you make me feel so special... like a princess, Buddy!
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