If you lose where you are
because you have ventured far
that is the destination
to have the good opinions of others
at several moments in our lives
and the bad, just as well
some will go far
they will live beautiful accomplishments
and rally their hearts with song
Strangely,
the vacant and the lost
may have
more satisfaction
wandering into deserts
expecting them to be dry
until the rains come
we want things
we gather them up like mana
and then we realize that what we wanted was foolish
without flavor
I feel a pulse,
this truth,
and revelation cleanses me
there is no great journey
only the one we are living
by all means, take a few steps, somewhere
Absolutes
are rare
those who live by them
move
in one direction
their finish line awaits
just like mine
and yours
We cross over
into the next fate.