By: Heather Marie Mortimer
Ah! What whittled paths we make and follow!
Yet too soon discover these be hollow.
And moment to moment, and life to life
This is the making of our strife.
The paths of Truth we do not choose
And these, the ones that do bemuse!
Wherever in life we are meant to go,
'Twould ruin the end if we were to know!
But to follow our footsteps, wherever they lead
We would know in the end how our locks were keyed.
For the truth that we scour all others to find
Is but fiction, for others are equally blind.
Heather Marie Mortimer
"Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm."
-Winston Churchill
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