My Journey

 The wind blows
I move that direction
No specific goal in mind

Just a desire for movement
Here, there, anywhere
The journey is the motivator

In 10 years, you’ll be no better off
Than you are today, he told me
What will you have to show

In 10 years, my entire being
Will be bursting at its seams, I say
I will have evolved anew

Two views
No agreement
But I am at peace
For my journey is mine alone

*This poem is included in the book — The Owl in the Concrete Tree: A Poetry Collection — click HERE more more details, to buy the book, or to download a free PDF excerpt.

©2017 Angel K Will   |

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