Poetry

[Minyatur]

The Paths

On one side there is the Light Path

The self proclaimed righteous ones

Standing High and Mighty in their ways

Yet still selfishly painting Creation to their likings

Ever rejecting what is unlike them

Never truly wishing to understand

And this is so until the very end

On another side is the Dark Path

Those that were twisted by fate and closed their heart

Embracing their lowly selfish ways

Painting back what was done unto them

Disdaining what was not twisted as they were

Ever hiding their pain of not being understood

And this is so until the very end

In the middle stands some

Those who wish to understand All

Selfishly wanting All to seek to understand All

They wish not to paint Creation for themselves

Just to contemplate and understand what already is

But stuck are they in their sorrowful ways

Until once again they paint what they've yet to paint