This poem is not just about discipline and wayfaring. It is about hope and discovering ability(s) to have faith in ones’ life and path to the ‘One".
Shout loudly,
The Universe and its’ … Mean(s),
Tread the Ways of … Discipline,
Find more than it … Seems.
Snow and harsh winters,
Inner warmth for the few,
Bitter cold for all others,
Evolution(s) made … Due.
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