I looked towards there a concrete jungle

It’s color lights and towering hemispheres

Filled with tribal noise of every nature

Where anyone in the open can disappear


Then back to the other a vast mountain

Whose summits lay hidden in soft clouds

Where silence is golden by the tonnage

And hidden is where one can grow old


I looked back and forth, time after time

Pulled to both for their different reasons

But only one choice I make can survive

Bound to lay the other and regrets behind


So I sought my heart to where I belonged

One is for living life for as long as I reside

The other for living life no one can forget

Then, the richer path appeared and…I went


Poet of the Light © 2020


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