A Pathway of Life
I went outside to talk to a tree,
It starred at me,
Then told me of my life,
It said to never give up,
Even though I have wanted to many times,
Even though I have tried to and failed.
My life does not belong to me,
That I may do what I want.
For who are we to make that decision,
It is not up to us, what direction we travel.
This has all been planned,
And cannot be changed no matter how we try.
A pathway that only our lives may follow,
Then at intersections, by chance we meet others.
Sometimes their pathway follows the same path as ours,
Some for a short time, others for an eternity,
Grasp all that you can, while you can,
For your paths may never meet again.
Love with all your heart,
Be grateful for those you meet, those you get to love.
For love is a traveler along your path,
Waiting to meet the one that follows the same path as you.
Then and only then do you find the love that will be yours forever.
Copyright © Kenneth Fordham | Year Posted 2008
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