My Journey

My Journey

I gleefully meandered beside
giggling waters and smelled the
fragrance of southern pines.
I traveled in deserts with scorching heat
and wandered through empty plains.

Each day that passes brings another trek,
for Life does not stand still.
Whether in dry, void terrain or
in lush, verdant fields,
my paths ever carry me onward.

As I encounter each crossroad of Life,
no one can walk in my steps nor alter
the course I've chosen to follow.
Be it mountain peak, valley, or gorge,
my journey is my own to take.

Pat Nelson
February 6, 2009