MH ( / Chicago, IL USA)

Toward The Way

There is no one coming for you

There is no one coming for us

No group that come

We only come to ourSelves

In our own time

In our own way

In our own world

We must come to ourSelves

At our own time of decision

A time to decide

Upon

Which way to go

To continue upon the way of men

Or

To precede upon a way

Out of the insanity of today

Into the sanity of tomorrow

Into the reality unseen

That already exists within ourSelves

Within our Self

Within our Now

In the Now

This is the Way

The way from sickness

To health

The way from chaos

To a balanced existence

A way out

That leads to a way in

This is the only way

On your way

Toward the Way

© 2017 M.N. Hopkins

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Comments (3)

Intresting and creative poem. A well versed poem about self and souls searching- the lost double S.
Insightful, analytical and a philosophical poem. Thanks a lot, MH. Out of the insanity of today / Into the sanity of tomorrow Into the reality unseen / That already exists within ourSelves
This is a simple and a good poem. According to my view this is a white poetry. the white poems which we can understand at the first read itself. my wishes