London Poem: Day 92

17 November

Short cuts lead in circles,
Convincing us that the end is here.
But, the end rests
Concealed in a haze
Where shapes and colours
Hint at progress.
The long way around
Bends slowly, causing
Steps to pick up the pace.
However, the sum is certain.
Let us not cross carelessly,
But venture cautiously
Because time makes
Little difference:
We will take a lifetime
To ensure we get this right.

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