
A quiet meditation on meaning, this poem carves doubt into form—where the line itself becomes the purpose, even when relevance remains unseen.
By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)



A quiet meditation on meaning, this poem carves doubt into form—where the line itself becomes the purpose, even when relevance remains unseen.
By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
Reflections on Life
Self‑Discovery and Identity — “What Was and What Will Be
The Future You Create
The future waits in quiet clay,
Shaped by the hands that work today.No distant star can chart your way,
Like choices made along the day.Each step becomes tomorrow’s view,
By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
The future lives in what you do.
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