My Lifes Path Poem by Michael Stevens

Never knowing the true trail laid in theory at my feet,
I pad along, off the beaten path.
Never knowing what truly lay ahead,
Whether to face good fortune or that of Gods Wrath.
Simply trying to live my life the way i see fit,
but somehow living as a lamb being led along by some tether and a skillful Shepard
It seems to me that the days are long.
Neither recognizing the change between morning and twilight.
I no longer have a since of proper time, minutes could be hours and what seems a day could only be a few drug out seconds.
and yet i walk on, knowing i have no ambitions to accomplish, searching for my purpose in life.
Yet steadily i tread on, past towns and past people that get no more notice than a simple glance with no real concern or care
searching for that one thing that could give me pause and quicken my heart.
And frantically i yearn for a tempest of revelation and excitement to overtake the land
so that i can join into adventure proper and leave this false existence behind and reveal my true colors and dreams.
And yet, i walk on, knowing not what the words are that the world breathes.
listening for the hints of something new on the wind.
knowing that it might never come, knowing that if it were real, i might have need to find it myself.