Paths Poem by Ray Andrews
Paths
On one side it's light
The other is dark
The next instant it's different
Meridians on the move
Gravity takes us in
Compels us to a spin
Around an axis
Around a compelling fire
Newton and Mercator
Clear directions sure
Finding here our way
East, west, up, down, round and round
There are millions of other paths
Unexplained by history's greats
A million gnawing questions
For one, about our fates
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