May 5, 2013 These Paths We Travel 9 Comments These paths we travel Restless into the unknown Eager and anxious Begging the deepest question What lies at the roadways end ~ ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~ Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related Posted by Dom DiFrancesco in Poetry Tagged: afterlife, dead, death, dying, end, future, life, living, path, poem, poetry, question, unknown
We all question, what is at the end, but do we really want to know? You’re writing always makes me contemplate. Great post. Reply
Thank you as always WB, as you say we never really will know, there is no way we can. knowing this it may be futile to write about this topic, but it helps me personally try to come to grips with it. :) Reply
so true is this – part of me wants to know before walking out the door and the other wants to know first – to be forewarned. :) Reply
Part of the fun of life is finding that out. :)
That is true Charles and I wouldn’t have it any other way. :)
We all question, what is at the end, but do we really want to know? You’re writing always makes me contemplate. Great post.
Thank you as always WB, as you say we never really will know, there is no way we can. knowing this it may be futile to write about this topic, but it helps me personally try to come to grips with it. :)
As well as you should, your writing is great.
Wow. You know how to pack a punch in a few well-chosen words!
Thank you very much, I appreciate that. :)
so true is this – part of me wants to know before walking out the door and the other wants to know first – to be forewarned. :)
Thanks Kimberly, its nice to have you back. :)