Lost

While driving through an unfamiliar place, It felt like I was lost without a trace. My journey's end appeared so out of reach, A barrier I couldn't seem to breach. I happened through a seedy side of town, An area neglected and run down. And I became determined to retreat, As I crouched down upon my driver's seat. But every road I took led me off course, As if guided by some dark unseen force. And with each turn another line was crossed, Until I found myself completely lost. The fear began to override my thoughts. It seemed as though my stomach was in knots. I stopped to see if I could catch my breath, Afraid that this misstep would be my death. And then I saw a sign just down the road, A sign I must have missed until I slowed. I felt delivered by the words I read, "This is the way to go" is what it said. I learned my greatest lesson on that day. When I got back on track and found my way. My eyes were opened when I saw that sign. Perhaps I even glimpsed the grand design. For I believe we have a destiny, A dowdy end or place that sets us free. On every journey, certain lines are crossed. To find our way, sometimes we must get lost.