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…