Life can be confusing
Yet amusing with its' charm,
Quietly bemusing
Seeking shelter from alarm.
Wading through the muddle
The befuddlement creates,
Gives us cause to take a pause
Until our ire abates.
It's not complicated, agitated
As we are.
Answers come to those who ask.
They're held up from afar.
Always there for those who choose
To take the longer view.
Footpaths, ever-widening,
Open to the avenue.
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