There once was a man. He walked with no plan. He never made it to any destination. He just drifted and wondered from place to place. He wandered, waited and contemplated. But he never risked nor lived his life. He was content and never tryed. At the end when he was in the nursing home he wondered what his life may have been had he the courage to BEGIN. The End.
GOD, Universe, Muses, thanks. Just a short poem for now. Peace. Stay Blessed and less stressed (if you can).