Challenge
Challenge of the Month XI: December
The Unknown. Perhaps it's our purpose, or an obscure branch of theoretical physics. Maybe it's the existence of a supreme being, or the origin of life. Or maybe it's something more personal. Write about something unknown. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose. $100 purse to our favorite entry. Outstanding entries will be shared with our publishing partners.
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Unknown
The unknown is fear wrapped in a pretty bow
It is the tip of the iceberg, with fire below
There is no right or wrong where you can write your wrongs
The most gut wrenching of all is taking a leap and not knowing if you will fall
Miracles are born with the reception of deception and lines get crossed
The unknown is understood to be misunderstood
Where there are black, white and grey areas to explore
The unknown can lead you to places, people, things and more
With endless possibilites with a road ahead for is what to come
Having you spining, circling, wondering, walking maybe desperate to run