Slowly I wander
over freshly fallen snow
I have picked a point
ahead
straight ahead on the horizon
and walk
this journey will be long
and cold
and lonely
as I wade out over the snow covered
wilderness
Isolated
myself and my thoughts
grow weary
as the cotton-like crystals
begin once more
to drift from the grey sky
the point I marked
ahead on the horizon
my goal
seems as far away
as out of reach
as before.
For the first time
I look back
I look back to see
what I have left behind
to impress myself
on how far I have come
I want to view the progress
I have made on this journey
on every journey
If I can measure it in time
and distance
I will know if my goal is
attainable.
Nothingness
I have not been
I did not exist before this moment
all trace of me removed
buried
hidden
I am alone
Isolated on a cold
snow covered plain
I have my goal in sight
and that is where it shall always be.
just in sight
never within reach.
©spor
