Odyssey

The tears? the fears? the years? I tear at! Stare. “Beware friend have care when peering at the beginning be aware whence begun one must beget an end” So, I must end they say! I must die they say!! I must leave this place like wind in my face. Cold callus wind I taste. Yes! Death is there. no fairness Death knocks at my door Grace I hear but I don’t answer see I live and breath day by day I live and breath the blessings of life There is good and bad of course There is chaos and calamity I must admit But there are happy times, too Here at home I listen to my thoughts fluttering through my mind and I know deep inside I will continue through tomorrow to the next day Through sorrow and happiness I will pave my self a story worth telling one so full of emotion all who listen will feel human like me Life is a potion a facsimile of a dream and we each journey it seems across an ocean through a sea of storms and in the end discover the world flat and your journey a one way trip...