Destinations

Life may sometimes

Be

A meandering sequence of moments

Strung along by pain or desire

Urging the soul onto an uncertain pathway

That leads deeper and deeper into wilderness

Until all sight of open land

Disappears

Storms begin to brew

As squalls throw all the flora and fauna

Furiously about

Tumbleweeds on a deserted tundra

Roll on by

And we sense the onslaught of change

Scaring the demons away

As we seek our new found place

Within the perplexing scheme

Or sequence

As it unravels

Ground disappearing

Beneath our feet

Bidding us journey

Further and further to travel

Uncertainly led

Towards new and unknown

Destinations