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Life's Long Journey What force guides us through this life? Yes, that question has been asked before. Questions constantly run through my head gnawing at me inside My mind is filled to overflowing But at the same time, blank I feel as if I'm standing in a giant cornfield - with silky, green stalks blocking my view yet I can walk through them. As I walk, I encounter things along the way Some welcome, some not - some I'm just unsure of. Still I walk and walk and walk Brushing the corn stalks from my path Not knowing where or when my journey will end. When I sleep, sometimes I feel myself being lifted toward the sky. I look down and see myself among the corn and images of the obstacles and things I've encountered Some having been left behind and others which travel with me, either wholly or fragmented. When I wake, I continue the journey sometimes quickly, confidently other times slowly, carefully, and feeling intimidated by the unknown. Often there are people in my path and I welcome them - even relate to them; But still I feel alone in spirit. And when I am alone in body, I'm scared to death Because that's when I think and think and think and agonize . . .  1990, 1999 L.M.D.Return to "My Thoughts Put In Writing" Return to More Poems E-mail Me! |
