The dawn gently breaks <br />... the morning rays slowly creeps <br />Paths so many... yet trodden diversely <br />... meant or unmeant... <br /> ... I continue to ascend the trails <br />... birds fly as the trees murmurs its sways <br /> <br />I pause in delight of the heights <br />In deep thoughts... I ponder... <br />... the moments that came and gone by <br />... the fates that await in time <br />... the uncertainties of tomorrow's beyond <br /> ... I may never know <br />Shrill sounds rouses the monotony <br />... breaking the still of my reverie <br /> <br />A few more fortnights to come <br />... a golden age is bestowed from above <br /> ... perhaps just a few more steps to go... <br /> ... to trod the portals of the twilight years <br /> ... youth forever lost... yet foolishly unfelt <br /> ... maybe so... in comfort of wisdom gained <br /> <br />I continue my journey <br />... a footstep is left... somehow... somewhere <br />... all in each while... all in each way <br />... perhaps remembered or forever lost in oblivion <br />... in my very own small world... time I guess... <br /> ... is measured in what we have freely shared <br /> <br />A simple smile is imparted as I trek my way <br />... in hope <br /> ... always...<br /><br />Walter Sanson Lotilla<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/journey-on-2/
