I'Ve Always Wondered (From, Poet On Www) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I've always wondered,
Where we are going to;
Never there though anchored,
With that real issue.
The times are like before,
Nothing very much;
Either peace or war,
With their varied touch.

The footsteps in the sand,
The wind always blows;
In each to understand,
The onward flowing flows.
Dust is for the earth,
To bring peace here again;
Giving her a new birth,
To the deaths - in vain.

I have always made a search,
Never found the lost;
Through the ways that lurch,
Dices that have been tossed.
Long ways I have been coming,
Through and through it all;
Unknown ways are blossoming,
Each horizon to enthrall.