Will I?

Boat on the horizon

Will I have to knock
On a thousand heavy doors
To find one
That’s open for me?

Will I have to plant
A thousand tall trees
To get one
That gives me fruits?

Will I have to mend
This battered heart
For it again
To be broken apart?

Will I have to bear
A thousand biting regrets
Before I learn
One can only do one’s best?

Will I spend my life
Chasing the horizon line
Only to agonize
That it doesn’t exist?

Will I finally finish
Having gone ‘round the earth
But never found

Apr 03, 2020
Gnocchi Artyst

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