Sweet Dreams: An Anthology of Poems

Not All Who Wander Are Lost

There was a time when

I'd just wander aimlessly

Here and There,

Yet Nowhere.

Then time passed,

And I stopped,

At a standstill:-

Frozen Inbetween.

Now the time's upon us,

When I'd just wander,

But with a direction:-

I'm going home.

But time will com 'round,

And I'll wander again,

'till I'm brought home once more,

A never-ending life cycle.

I cannot stop to think.

I cannot move forward.

Somebody save me,

Perhaps you can?