I wanted to take this blog in a new direction. I want to publish my poetry and I think the best way to do that is through this blog. I plan to follow up this poem with an additional blog entry that tells the story behind the poem in question or what I think the poem is about. You’re free to use your “death of the author” card, but I hope that at least you can share this poem with people.
So without further ado, here’s Wandering But Not Lost.
Wandering, But Not Lost
Starting out on an uncharted path
Familiar ground a distant memory
Friends and foes and lovers past
And myself, a reverie
How strange it all is,
like a kaleidoscope
Full of constants and variables
Possibilities as infinite as the stars
People like me
Out in the world
Wandering but not lost,
we find ourselves through the journey we take
We do not have an end in sight
because we can’t see an end.
We only know that the end is.
Like the last page of a long story
Right now, we are not there
Nor are we in the familiar beginning
Instead we find ourselves
Smack dab in the middle
Wandering, but not lost.