when there is no end

October 2, 2020

when there us no end
in sight, our minds make up a
mirage, a target,

a mission – between here abd
nowhere, the distance flickers
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Written by yi-ching lin Posted in Uncategorized Tagged with daily post, distance, flickers, mirage, Mission, poem, poetry, postaday, purpose, tanka, target, waka