The Road Ahead Poem by Roy Mark Azanza Corrales

Everything happened for various reasons that every effort plunges one into the consciousness of becoming, the symphony of every undertaking takes toll in every visages. how one can tackle such at its trying times? Nonetheless, it is always a luminescent as it is, what seems to be an ideal or a real experience to undertaking of one's selves whatever circumstance one had undergone into. The path is always at its crossroad of everything. Perception always clings into the consciousness of being, to move forward in the frigid zone to life bursting momentum in the circle of life in moving vastness of universe.