Meant To Go

The way is hard to find at times,
For much I’ve done I should atone,
The road is long and empty, and
I guess I’m meant to go alone.

The grass is green, the hills are far,
With much to find that’s not been shown,
The path, the day – they both stretch on,
And I am meant to go alone.

So many dreams that tired out,
Or turned, at last, to dust or stone,
The way is forward, never back,
And I am meant to go alone.

There comes a day that is the last,
A resting time as yet unknown,
For now, though, I must tread this path,
From plot to plot, and zone to zone,

Where wild grass and thorns have grown,
And where I’m meant to go

Alone

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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