The Maze..

through the thorny archway
down the foggy tunnel
into the verdant maze.
pulled forward as if
by string.

tempted to look back.

at one end
the monster,
the beast,
the wreck,
who sailed away
into himself.
at the other,
shadowless sunlight,
exuding warmth
patiently waiting.

never looking back.

the string finally broken.


Thanks for the words Eric.