"Destined Minds"

JOURNEY

regularly I transit this pilgrimage
of not so sacred a place
for this was merely a pleasure trip
through life which I had raced

and saw not the beauty propelled by oceans wind
and felt not the change of season
of this arctic expedition that
should give life its reason

and toured the province of summer
as I felt not the heat of day
and on foot walked through spring
as my mind began to say

from where do all journeys start
and where do they begin?
elect the road most taken as
be taken in by sin

traverse this body of water
that sails through narrow street
aimlessly I compass as
true north it seeks to meet

Will I recognise the destination
as I shortcut through the freeways
or pay the toll that's asked
along life's motorways

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007
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