Sometimes in life, we do not find answers to the questions we are asking. We can search and search and search and all we find are more questions. The question then becomes not about answers, but acceptance on not knowing something and moving on.
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| From the film The Maze Runner |
I traveled the world
behold what have I found
A wall springing upwards
structurally sound
I wondered and wondered
about the other side
If I could go around it
what would I find?
I looked to the left
I looked to the right
The wall continued
past my line of sight
I looked up to see
if the wall could be scaled
“Impossible” I thought
as my plan was derailed
The heights of this barrier
touched the tip of the sky
Even the birds could never
get up that high
I leaned against the wall
and cupped my ear
Maybe there was something
that I could hear
The only sound I could make out
was the howling wind
Echoing off the wall
it crawled past my skin
Although new information
could not be delivered
The whistling wind
made my skin shiver
Were the sounds I was hearing
ghosts of the past?
Was the other side of this wall
a land for outcasts?
Although I could hear the wind
there was nothing I could
see
What was on the other side
remains a mystery
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