The journey
08.24.06 (10:19 am) [edit]The journey we are on,
The road long
Sometimes weary,
Is one necessary,
Hard,
At times lonley,
In the end however good.
The path solid when young
Yet as the years go by,
With greater frequency
The path opens up
Taking those we love one by one,
Until one day
We have more ghosts than living to accompany us.
Haunted by memories;
Gentle ones,
Pleasant,
Painful,
A touch, or a laugh,
Seared into our memory,
Giving birth to sorrow,
Laughter,
Even tears of happiness or rage.
So we continue in hope,
Or despair,
The choice is ours.
To continue to the end
Is an act of courage so common
Made by so many,
That it value is not understood,
Nor the faith necessary
Even if unstated for such an act.