The Road

On a abandon dirt road walks a man. Holes in his shoes and torn clothes. Been on a journey since before birth. But he won't stop until he fills his void. He has faced danger many times, shows no fear. But he owns just one fear. That of dying alone. Wind picks up on an already cold day. Clouds cast and he feels the rain start. And it shows no signs of stopping. They say that rain cleanses you. But as each drop falls, so does he. Deeper into his depression. And as suddenly as it began, sun comes out. He hears a distant but clear voice. Looks to the horizon, falls to his knees. A vision of beauty never seen before. Now he is transformed new once more. For the 1st time, smile forms, tear falls. And he knows his journey is complete.