#WritcoPoemChallenge
My life is an open book,
That led me through every nook,
And every corner of discovery,
Of life's long journey
And, if it so,
It is easy to see, that
Life is as long as long can be.

Trapped in that certainty
It all becomes a routine.
If there's a corner
There's a dot,
Two dots, a line you tend to predict.
Three dots: then, a perspective.
All between the axes of what life is.

Be it open, others will read.
Be it a nook, and time will push it forth.
Be it a discovery, and the memories will fade.

Walk well until the journey's end.