Journey On Poem by Walter Sanson Lotilla

The dawn gently breaks
... the morning rays slowly creeps
Paths so many... yet trodden diversely
... meant or unmeant...
... I continue to ascend the trails
... birds fly as the trees murmurs its sways

I pause in delight of the heights
In deep thoughts... I ponder...
... the moments that came and gone by
... the fates that await in time
... the uncertainties of tomorrow's beyond
... I may never know
Shrill sounds rouses the monotony
... breaking the still of my reverie

A few more fortnights to come
... a golden age is bestowed from above
... perhaps just a few more steps to go...
... to trod the portals of the twilight years
... youth forever lost... yet foolishly unfelt
... maybe so... in comfort of wisdom gained

I continue my journey
... a footstep is left... somehow... somewhere
... all in each while... all in each way
... perhaps remembered or forever lost in oblivion
... in my very own small world... time I guess...
... is measured in what we have freely shared

A simple smile is imparted as I trek my way
... in hope
... always...