I almost forgot to upload this poem I wanted to share. I wrote this a while ago when I was feeling a lack of purpose in my life.
Desert
I’m walking and I don’t know why.
I started somewhere long ago where the path was clear.
I didn’t know where I was going,
But I knew what should be there when I finally arrived,
And I had an idea of which way to go.
As I walked back then, I might have a change of heart,
And I would turn in a new direction,
But I could still see where I came from,
And my journey still made sense.
Now I see nothingness around me.
I can no longer remember where I came from.
I don’t know which way to go,
But I keep moving forward.
I don’t know where I’m going,
Or what I’m looking for,
But I know I must keep moving.
At times I felt I was close to something,
And I would begin to run,
But soon I would find myself nowhere,
And I would have to pick a new direction.
At times I lose volition,
Then I stop in my tracks.
I look about me for a sign of my unknown purpose
And begin to walk again through the empty world around me.
Now once again, I find myself in the middle of nowhere.
I stand still but I must start moving again.
I must keep moving until find something.
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