The Journey of Life
We journey on the road of life
To a destination unknown
Looking, with trusting hearts and faith
That the way will be shown
Each step a chapter
On this trek of life
Some with joy
Some with strife
Many a fork do we find
Which way do we go?
Or do we mark time
Eventually decide we must
Onward we go
With open hearts we trust
As time marches on
The pace increases
Our imagined immortality
Shattered to pieces
This ephemeral world
Losing its hold
The tests come and go
What do they show?
We pass them and go on
Or repeat them
Till we grow
Intertwined on this journey
We call life
Are the paths of other’s
From which learning is rife
They come and go
Sometimes hastily
Sometimes slow
At times it is meant for one to show
And then at times others must go
Sometimes we are not ready to see
With whom destiny has meant for us to be
Or once the time is right
They come within sight
And then we know
that everything’s all right
This poem has been long in coming. I noticed over time the metaphor that the road is for life. Whether we are in Austin, China, Japan, Vietnam, Denmark or most other countries we will see roads marked with yellow or white stripes down their center. If you concentrate on just that one thing, you could be almost anywhere in the world. The other interesting fact is how much faster the strips go by and how short they seem the faster we go on this road. Like life, there are mergings, intersections and even dead ends. While at first I saw this poem actually using symbols of strips on the road and other similar descriptions, I found that this poem unravelled in my mind instead.
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1 Comments:
My dear dear friend. It brings me such pleasure to see new poems and read your observations. You are a treasure in my life. Thank you!
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