Destination Unknown


Sitting here in my wilderness,

Feeling rather alone,

Don't know what's going on about me,

I don't know where I'm going.



I get up, I walk on

Amongst the looming trees.

I can't see the way, I can't see the path,

No light reaching out to me.



I pick up sticks and rocks and things

And ponder them awhile.

I move on through the woods,

Mile, after mile, after mile.



The rain begins to fall around me,

Big droplets on my head.

There is no form of shelter,

No destination ahead.



Life, it is a mystery,

Many secrets it doth hold.

This path, it leads to nothingness,

It's ending still untold.