Paths

I’m wandering today There is no path to meet my feet No place to go … How much wander sounds like wonder Where do I go from here? Is it forward or backward, Or to some place known? Can I press on now, Or is this wandering a path, A trial before the finding? How my heart aches for a path That simple line with all in sight That corridor of comfort so many seek Where is that pondered path So many strive for in life, That worn way to guide us? It’s nowhere – But in the wandering And mostly in the wondering...