That Long Road

No matter how old we are we always think we know everything there is to know and we are so set in our ways we couldn't possibly change. Well... I know I don't know everything... and I know that I'm never the same person I was...that I'am...

I look at the trees as I walk down the beaten path

Not so much a road

I follow footprints of travelers unknown to me

But I do know them

Because they are me

In some way

We are connected

For here I'am

On the same path their steps created

The breeze catches my hair

It sweeps across my face

I hear the voices of my fellow travlers

For now we are the same

Every few steps there are roads

Leading in different directions

Choises

With every step this path loses someone

But not all is lost

For another finds their way

I will never be the same as I'am right now

Today

A shy smile graces my face

Another invisable traveler joins my path

They come from the dark

I walk in the sun

And I'am warm

I wish to know them

But know there is no need

Who they were is exactly that

In the past

We are the same

Silantly I take my fellow soul's hand

But the touch is brief

For they quickly changed course

My smile falters

But it is not gone

A different path

A different life

I can only hope I like who I become as much as I like who I'am

Author's Note

I'm sorry if it drags on. And I feel a bit sad for it's lack of imagery...But I would love to hear any thoughts....

Reviews

[Mr. Lopez]

I enjoyed the dreamy feel to this piece. Although I was a bit confused by the first few lines , i later understood it after re reading. A few mispells here and there still did not take away from the distant journey feel that is your poems strongest point. Life is a long road of growth that never ends, you can teach an old dog a new trick. very nice work my friend.

Mr. Lopez

[Scott H.]

I actually really like it. It's not so much about imagery as it is about the connectivity to the experience, and that you have done.