Diverged.
Standing.
I in between the two roads:
The left road has a tollgate
And a modern life to quest -
An instant.
The right road's bowed with bamboos,
And varied undergrowth -
A long journey.Confusion stroke my feet to wrong world.
Realization strung my mind to reality.
Oh! What road am I going through?
Where hence?I stepped toward the instant one,
I was fascinated to its deceptive beauty
And pondered again,
"What if I'll track the long journey and have a great venture."
I paced backward and tracked, I was sure.
Undoubtedly, I entered faceward
Ne'er face about.
Stumbled with diverse vines;
I got itch, thorned, and bruised.
Struggling as I paced.
I was thirst and hungry, of one talent,
And tired, but even I went down a thousand folds;
Groping in the dark.
I think over about future.
As the new born dawn meets,
There will always be a rising sun.
However, I ponder as I kneed facing the rising sun:
"What will be my date just tracking the instant one?"
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