'Tis a dark starless night
and not a creature in sight
except I
the lonely traveller stranded on this path
Not knowing to turn to the left or to the right.
Many a hour I stood
Contemplating; wondering what to do.
How I got here
I do not know
From where I came
I do not remember
I lift up my eyes to the skies
Shielded as they are from my view
and wonder if ever the darkness shall cease
Despaired I took a chance;
Whichever path I took
I cannot tell
A beam of light shines on my path
The veils are opened I reckon
and suddenly I come to wonder
If anyone would ever tell my tale
Of how I took a chance
What lies ahead
Is hindered from my sight,
I continue on the path,
The moon shines in all its glory.
Bright.Illuminating.
YOU ARE READING
The Unknown
Poetrysearch in the darkness as Orpheus did once to learn his secrets as he is : to know the secrets of the unknown A collection of poems for those willing to look beyond what is seen.
