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.