The Way

A new poem ? The Way I stumbled through the darkness Throughout my living years Wandering, staggering, running Possessed by all my fears I hid amongst the shadows There I tried to make my home Yet, never could stay settled Bound in life to roam I searched the whole world over High and low for what life means As I closed in on the answer It was never as it seemed One day a road revealed itself Appearing different from the rest I thought I'd found an easy path But I'd actually found a test I journeyed without trouble I ran excitedly in haste It was the path I had been seeking I had little time to waste The newness of adventure And the dreams that I had planned Kept me moving onward I had the future in my hand But the days grew into months And still my journey carried on The excitement faded quickly And my passion all but gone The years passed into each other What could all this mean? I'd walked and crawled the countless miles And nothing had I seen I'd chased my dreams up mountainsides My hope to the valleys below Where was this road leading me My soul, it ached to know I marched on through the heat and cold I braved the wind and rain The closer to my mark I got The more it felt in vain When I finally made it to the end I was back where I began I was no further than before The path revealed no plan Then an inner voice spoke loudly And I listened to it say The meaning is in the journey In the walk of everyday Contentment is not found At the end of any road It's found within your labours Your joy is in the load. You don't find peace tomorrow By wishing for it today You find it in the here and now That is the path-the way.