Same Destination; Different Means
It came upon the midnight dreary
and I was really, really weary.
I looked upon the beaten track
and saw my footsteps leading back
I know that walking takes some time,
but when you're weary it's sublime.
I will walk forward, never back
To backtrack is a longer path.
I walk through water, warm and wet;
I walk through land, green and set.
I'm walking forward, never back
until I leave the beaten track.
In leaving I encounter trouble,
causing me to run on double
going quickly, moonlight stills;
within the sky, across the hills
I still as well and notice tracks.
It seems I never can go back;
I never left the common road,
I merely took one less corrode!
I look ahead and see a light;
It's wondrous to my dampened sight.
I sigh and walk ahead once more
Full Circle done, Home is galore.