Journey: A Travel Through The Changes.. Poem by Mahfooz Ali

Stumbling,
slowly along,
the stony path,
across the slippery,
stepping stones bridging the sparkling stream
empty mind.

No reason,
for the trip,
no destination,
morning dew,
dripping from
the leafy branches,
sunlight streaking,
between the leafy boughs,
where am I
is not important
what I am
is just a silly question
the wind rustles,
gently through the branches,
as I travel through the changes,
unafraid...