A Man's Life Poem

Contemplate the mind of man.
Plume to the depths if you can.
Convolutions will be found there;
twists and turns leading somewhere.
Distant places and dust of home
wind up in a man's life poem.
No two rhymes are just the same,
nor is the voice from which they came.
What winds up in the heart of man
is not always what he'd planned.

Paths that were not taken
Values that were shaken
Moments filled with sorrow
Things he had to borrow
Lives he left asunder
Nights filled up with thunder
Mountains that have crumbled
Steps on which he stumbled
Love that slipped away
Anger that came to stay
Hands that held him tight
Fists balled up to fight

No, the poem of a life time
does not always have a rhyme
nor an easily found reason
for the changing of a season.
A life goes from day to day;
hours and minutes slip away.
From the moment of his birth
until he's lain beneath the earth;
the lines and stanzas unfold -
a mans' life story is told.