Looking...?

Looking into the future, unknown yet certain,
With all the knowledge accumulated, and
Looking into the mirror, so many years ago.

Looking at what it looked like to achieve,
Such a luxurious elevation, but
Looking at how impossible that it really was.

Looking at three lifetimes of accomplishment,
What a wonderous thing that was, but
Looking at one lifetime of missing the grade.

Looking at all the matters of substance addressed,
Surely a record to be proud of, but
Looking at the transparent emptiness reflected.

Looking at the pointer to the next plateau to reach,
Always look out, look up, look above, but
Looking at the overwhelming pressure of the valley below.

Looking at the denial of the failures, successful scenes,
All of it just an unintentional sham, but
Looking at what it took to look like that.

Looking into the misty window, open into the rain,
Disliking the reflection recalled, and
Looking into the past, unable to reconcile.

Searching for the paths wrongly taken,
To summarise, still
Searching for the map and the measuring rod.

FCTG : July 8th 2016.

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