Heading down the winding path,
That leads through the trees
The sun is sinking toward the earth,
Towards it i shall go.
The fading day turns into night,
As all things must end,
my feet will take me beyond the sun set
Until my sore feel fail me.
Alone, i am on this journey,
Not a hand to hold,
My only goal is to keep from falling;
Destination undecided.
Well written, one thing I've done different in my live is to fall but not let myself fall hard because you need some falls to know what it is your walking on. Your poems are contagious, I find myself reading one and thrown into another.
Path to no where, lonely, but what a journey. My only goal is to keep from falling.... to have conitnual faith to see you through. A lovely poem and quite deep I might add.; D
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is a tryer. So keep up moving along with it.