🅜🅨 🅟🅐🅣🅗 - (A Poem)

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Ever been by the water side?
A river, a stream or an ocean maybe
Ever been caught by its serenity?
Not regarding the waves tossing it to and fro
The ancient liquid older than blood in human veins

Solitude at the river side
Is like an escape with Elon Musk's to Mars
Really and really, it looks like been in another planet.
There I was as I allowed my mind to travel over shores
Through its beauty, its experience and its natural elegance

Escaping the borders of Africa
Escaping boundaries of Reality
No need to be careful, not need to be cautious
Right here, I can jump down a skyscraper
And not to bother if I break a limb

As I stood daydreaming and beholding
The wonder and the awe that Nature brings
I felt an itch beneath my left wrist
In a bid to get the root of that
I realized I had just few moments left

How do I find my way back home?
The route I came was free of hurdles
But the distance of it is the ground to the clouds
The beauty of it is as good as normal
No surprises, no excitement

I actually need a shorter route this time
The other path I know is youthful and daring
The hills and valleys, and the weak bridge that alternates
The distant roar of the wild lions and the frequent sight of bears
The marshy soil likewise at the end of it leading to my village

I will choose the shorter route,
Let's get ready for adventure!
It actually isn't about the risks,
It is about that slight change the path would create in me,
The mood! The experience! The lessons!

Paths aren't just routes to a desired location,
They actually are men-conditioners and mind-alternators.
Heroes are made by the path they thread,
Not just the powers they are graced with.

In life there are paths likewise, but the difference?
We sometimes don't have the power to choose the one to thread,
But to the one who understands their purpose,
He doesn't focus on the ease or lack of it,
He pays attention to who He is becoming all the way!

Oluwadurotimi Okediji.

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