This Quiet Journey
I’ve decided upon this journey,
I’m quiet about it,
well at least alone I am,
except for the music,
that lending soul I need,
to keep my mind afloat.
Anyway, I wonder if along
the road to anywhere today
I might find some solace
in understanding how I fare.
The years have passed whereby
I won’t be able to say good-bye.
Somehow I feel like raindrops
that fall silent into a sea
of reality we all can glance upon
yet, so simple and smug
do I feel when easily drawn
by theory, I tend to shudder.
What warmth I seek cannot be held
accept the beauty of our humanity
we do agree we all seem destined
to design our own reality.
Yet tonight, while the music again,
reminds me of other realities
I wonder how much longer it might
take me to seek comfort in the light.