English poetry, Mindful

Winding Path


Every new thing,

Causes it’s swing,

Yet when it passes,

It is a series of classes,

Or a relaxing mode,

For those who have strode,

However always there is,

A price to give,

Without which many happenings,

Are not so satisfying,

One falters surely,

But shud never be slowed,

For it brings halts,

To all the favorable mounts!

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