By Welkin Siskin

It is somewhat a reflection of mind, this labyrinth of thin-to-thick
idea sort out as the remedy
from within the to-and-fro
  counteraction of active thoughts.
Orange-curled fern-like bones
         till break form the fossils;
this maze of the world’s a journey,
An alchemy of imagination.
Hard I try, harder it seem
 to develop a headway
to uncover a journey
 ignoring one, following the other.
(C) Welkin Siskin

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