Walking the Path of Mysteries

I walk the path of mysteries
A labyrinth of many secrets
One door leads to a garden
Another leads to the sea
I may find my dreams
But should I take hold?
For they may be nightmares
And if I wake up
What will be left?
Everything becomes nothing
Nothing becomes everything
So I return to my journey
And search once again
On a path that never ends

10-3-05