Would you listen?

Could you even hear the words?

Of a place not far from now
Of the person that will be

Were

I see your path
Blindly
I see it lit with Light
But in the end
It’s just one Path
There is no wrong or right

Upon that Path

Hindered here

Aided there

Never left alone

You must wander lonely
In the company of friends
Always going

Home

But its just one Path
And it’s yours
Up to the end

I’d share with you
What happens then
The end
Is so much more

But would you even listen?

Could you hear the words?

Published by J M Greff

J M Greff is the rambling author, trucker philosopher, peace loving hippie, spiritual warrior, backpacking pantheist, wandering minstrel, and poet fool who created A Caravan of One for you. View all posts by J M Greff