The Journey...

Time for a Journey down the Road,
Under Cloud covered Skies.
What awaits before each step,
what waits before My Eyes?

Shall it be For,
Sorrow or for Mirth?
Shall I grow or shall I fall,
Shall I leave this Earth?

Whatever the New has in store,
it surely must be Better,
than living each day in the Past,
like wearing a tattered Sweater.

For the new is supposed to be,
better than the old.
"Surely must be" is what I hear,
It's been what's been told.

I don't feel there is anything
else here for me to do.
I put on My jacket, grab my things,
sit down to tie my shoes.

Off out the door I will go,
to where the New awaits to be seen.
Wondering to myself all the while,
Hoping that Better, waits for Me...

a reply to: SyxPak



I thought about taking off on a huge road trip an hour ago. If only I were not so anchored here. Your poem speaks to the call to adventure and self-discovery - I like it.

a reply to: SyxPak

Nice poetry Syx! Like.

a reply to: corsair00

Thanx. Glad ya like this!

a reply to: Summer7

Thank You!

I think there will always be a mix of good and bad in our lives. The trick is finding a balance and out of that balance, some semblance of peace. Good poem!

a reply to: Night Star

Balancing Semblance sounds good Night!

Good thing I came back in here and on another of your poem threads, I forget my flag and star for you. I do that a lot. I'll forget then go back and give them out. LOL

a reply to: Night Star

LOL NighT! Thanx for coming back to Flag and Star Me!! I Appreciate those! They let Me know the exposure rates of My Musings...