This is a lonesome trek

A long winding road

Try as a toad

But I’ll go, what the heck

What’s on the other end?

I don’t know

Knowing will grow

With every bend

I took some proviant

Will it sustain me?

I will see

Took all I had on hand

And all along the way

Threw me some curves

Some unexpected

Surviving every day

Some travellers I met

Some happy and free

Others rather flee

But stood my ground instead

Sometimes the storms blew me adrift

For comfort sake took shelter

Sometimes helter-skelter

My life’s perception it would shift

Some choices I would make

Would bring me searing pain

Learned from most of them distain

Yet kept on trying for wisdoms sake

But many of them brought me succour

Enriched my being

New light be seeing

In all there would occur

Near the end my bones were weary

The bag I carried heavy

Brought me to the levy

All worn out and dreary

Many stood upon that shore

Some were called to board

Still others gathered in a hoard

 Knowing what for them in store

Some came to say good by and wailing

Stood in sombre black

Half ways on that track

To board that ship that’s sailing

 Waves caressed a new found goal

That bag I had threw overboard

No need now earthly treasures hoard

Kept those that of the soul

03/11/2007