A Journeys Passage Poem by Monica Engeler

My plane soars higher and higher in tune.
I travel north somewhere overseas soon.
To a place I love and can forget my trouble
This is a land where I will not struggle.

I am flying about inspecting the view.
My journey lets me feel free for a few.
Here I search for the answers to life.
This path continues to grow wide.

My eyes see blue skies far and away.
Majestic waterscapes pass below this way.
I cry for the scene, don’t let it terminate.
It is the key to my future and my fate.

The venture has come to a conclusion.
You see, I have reached my destination.
It isn’t really that long, as it seemed to be.
Here I will make keepsakes to last for me.

I am alone and wondering along the road.
What will I take home that isn’t a load?
Maybe a response to many of my queries,
Then I will finish another long series.

If I can, I will go wherever the wind blows.
A journal will be my picture that flows.
When the book ends, I will be back stateside.
I plan to keep my diary busy for many sides.

I am not ready to return to my country.
The world around questions my entries.
Let the sun continue to shine down.
When it sets, I will no longer frown.

I am home again with many memories,
And free from life’s difficult inquiries.
No longer alone from empty voyages
The why of things are no longer of age.