Failure in life, distant from those so dear!
I journey on, hoping a brighter dawn is near.
In this swirling whirl, neither river nor hill I will be, Awaiting miracles, humans hope, from God, they plea.
I seek not the embrace of the boundless sea,
Nor the confines of a destination, just meandering free.
The paths lie unknown, and the sky wide and clear, I wish to pause, but onward, I steer.
With a dream in my eyes, a world enigmatic and unclear, I weep along this path, as if the final bend is here.
Nature Realities 