Labyrinths / R.K. Singh

LABYRINTHS
With sudden twists and turns popping up each new day life still awaits intrigues through meandering pathways I search the golden light the rising Capricorn held for a Sunday child the labyrinths are dark and scary but I know the way in is the way out I can’t trip along the way like others in blind alleys the guarding angel leads me to golden reward