The Journey Poem by Christopher Tye

The Journey

Destination unknown,
Following the path ahead,
Walking a life's journey,
The road walked wearily at the end.

Destination unimportant,
The journey is all important,
The path is all important,
The people on the path all important.

Destination not certain,
So many crossroads to navigate,
So many twists and turns to negotiate,
So many dead ends and wrong turns chosen.

Destination any place,
Many streams studied,
Many brooks navigated now,
Many rivers left to cross.

Destination anywhere,
Journeyed round many hamlets,
Passed through so many towns and villages,
Still so many cities to explore.

Destination any old port,
Sailed to far shores and mystical lands,
Seen so many ships slip anchor one last time,
Known so many who never return to port.

Destination anytime,
Meet people from different times,
Lives blighted by the horrors of war,
People are living reminders of past times.

Destination irrelevant,
Life is all about the journey,
The life we lead and how it impacts on others,
How life is changed by luck and fate.

Destination not yet determined,
The path evolves as the journey changes,
A blink of the eye changing everything,
A bridge crossed that can't be re-crossed.

Destination changeable,
The wind can blow us off course as it changes,
Winter can block our chosen path,
Our destiny lies within the stars at the end.

By Christopher Tye