Order Of The Labyrinth

Initially it looks
Like a maze,
But it isn't.
There's nothing confusing
About it at all.
Only a beautiful order
To its lines and curves.
No chaos there.

I contemplate the one way in
And the one way out,
Just like our lives
Between our births and deaths.
The paths and the turns
We live and the total
About faces we do.
A mirror of our choices and living.

I meditate upon the right turns and
The not so right turns I've taken.
Both the long straighter ways without
Deviations and the shorter ones
Quickly clipped which
We sometimes live.
Some are short and others long
Like days we'll have.

Our days and our ways
Reflected in its path.
Along with lifes twists and turns.
Our seasons divided
And the one unbroken line
Connecting it all together.
My days, my ways, my path,
My self reflected in this labyrinth.