a tribute to fools…

if –
most perilous of all endeavors –
(regret – for past inadequacy,
sliver of hope for future uncertainty…).

removed from – options –
hidden in shadows cast by suns of summers – past…
what was the purpose?
(reason is scared and hiding in the darkness).

without the bridge between
what is –
and what can be –
there can be no justification for hope…

life –
a most amazing journey.
it’s value under estimated,
and so sadly misunderstood…