sorenbarrett

Going home

Abandoned in the black of night

At a place to all unknown

An infinite number of roads, which is right?

Which will carry you home?

 

Signs and advice beware

Which should I believe?

Do they know or even care?

Or do they wish to deceive?

 

No compass will take you there

No star or sun will guide you on

No paper God will answer your prayer

Only footprints of where you\'ve gone

 

Once you choose, there\'s no going back

Some uphill some down

Through desert or mountain crack

Some deserted, some through town

 

You may walk with others on the way

Temporary travelers in time

But it\'s only your choices today

That\'ll say whether you descend or climb

 

Nothing more than you can carry

Highways, trails, unmarked ground

Forests, canyons, marsh, prairie

Across seas and rivers with bridges unsound

 

It doesn\'t matter which road you choose

They all lead to the same destination

It\'s only a different journey or cruise

You\'ll find home in your final expiration