Lost In Poetries Labyrinth Poem by Shaun Cronick

I was once lost in a poem,
So disorientated beyond belief.
A poem describing a labyrinth,
Trapped within its high massif.

Just a figurine in a maze,
A plaything of poetry gods.
My chance of ever escaping,
Was simply against the odds.

I must have walked eternities,
Forever turning left and right.
But never a thirst or hunger,
During every dark day and night.

Something was keeping me alive,
At that time I never knew.
I was enduring the unendurable,
Struggling to make a breakthrough.

I smelt it before I felt it,
A fragrant breeze just up ahead.
Around the corner cruelty displayed,
Footprints where I once tread.

I collapsed resigned to my fate,
Passed out my mind now astray.
I awoke with light all around me,
Shining through an open doorway.

My welcome passage back revealed,
To escape this web of complexity.
Perhaps a learning lesson of life,
Each captive soul is soon set free.