Direction

Direction proceeds to go astray

Man and myth, come closer each day

From the facts of science, to religious views

Cycles twine, a third eye fuse

Seeings believing, feelings get used

Loving materials, can easily bruise

To face from facing, the real inside

Can stray our natural, instinctive climb

Growth at a pace, no games in this race

Life is to learn, to live on this place

We cannot blind, our minds from soul

Our spirit, like others, have common goals

Forever to roam, the existing seas

Grow for our kind, to set our souls free.

by Kien Donger Lieu

 

Alot of people might not know this about me, i write poetry. I”ll be sharing my poems with you occasional on my blog. Hope you appreciate them.