231. Fog Of Confusion
But I do not know the question.
Journey to a mysterious destination,
Then lose myself in a place unknown.
I try to solve the oldest mystery,
Though I do not know the riddle.
My thoughts are caught in a whirlpool,
Circular thinking is my new mindset.
I look into the murky distant past,
To try and see a better future.
I am blind to much that exists,
But see visions of the unimaginable.
I reach out to the ancient Gods,
To push away this modern world.
Many times I see things most clearly,
When I am smothered in a fog of confusion.
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2014.