Oft times it seems to me, a maze
A puzzle of a life deploying
I’m not yet lost in life’s hindering haze
I just don’t know where I’m going
Chimeric choices, perplexing places
Devisive devices, puzzlingly annoying
I’m not yet lost in life’s repetitive races
I just don’t know yet, where I’m going
Seems an arcane game, with no obvious answer
checkmate and stalemate keeps hope from bouying
I’m not lost in life’s ballroom, I’m simply a dancer
And I just don’t know yet…where I’m going
If you've figured it out
you could save me much toiling
I'm not really lost, yet could you just give me a shout
and tell me where it is that I'm going
I'm not truly lost
I just lack the knowing
where ere I've tossed
nor where it tis that I'm going
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
David I'm not sure any of us truly know where we're going... or for that matter if we're really going anywhere. Life is a journey and I believe it's the journey that's important not the destination. Namaste, Shirley