Crossroads...
New era, but no new me.
How many renaissances can come in one lifetime?
How many loves come and go
and still have that one muse that moves to miracles?
How many thoughts remain beneath the surface, waiting to erupt?
How many inspirations beyond the horizon?
How many sadnesses can one endure, how many disappointments?
How much longing goes unrequited and endures?
