The Road

Maybe I am a little to philosophical today. to much time to think I guess.

  

It is times like this that I am cursed

With too much time on my hands.

To contemplate life’s pains,

Love’s scars,

And laughter’s short lived remedy.

I am left to wonder why

I feel free to go anywhere

Still I never seem to belong.

Was I born in the wrong era?

Is father time really human?

As I look down the road watching

It get smaller and smaller

Till it is nothing and I wonder,

Is that a symbol for how life really is?

What of this road less traveled?

Sure you may find more adventures

And accolades, but at what cost?

Ending up lonely.

Everyday there is a price we pay

To travel down that road…

In the light of day it is easier

To know where we go

And let everyone know who you are

At the risk of getting burned.

Under the cloak of night

You can avoid the dangers around

At the cost of not enjoying

What is in front of your eyes

Or not really being.

Life’s journey has many ironies

That makes fate versus free will

A nonstop debate.

One thing is for certain,

To travel it with someone in your heart

To share it

Is to travel that road paved.

 

Reviews

[Dezaraye]

I'm sure this is so cliche you'll want to spit, but it reminds me of the classic ... "Two road diverged in a road and I took the one less travelled by and that has made all the difference."

There are so many roads in life. Some are easier than others and some are more painful. But I believe that the rewards are fair and just when you get to the end. Sometimes, it just takes forever to get there. I find myself on a dirt road and while it may be softer, it's harder on my feet. The rocks and bumps and mud keep me struggling. Maybe someday it will be worth it ... and maybe someday it won't be. I'd sure like a paved section!

This is a beautiful piece. I love your questions. I ask things like that all the time. I'm naturally curious. I often feel that I was born in the wrong era as well. It's a curious feeling. Thanks for sharing this. I'm glad I read it today.

One more question ... why DO bugs stick to the ceiling?

[Lizanne]

An emotional and philosophical piece that denotes one's scenic and often lonely travels on the road of life. To be there, yet not to belong. Brings to mind that one is the lonliest feeling. "As I look down the road watching it get smaller and smaller", points in the direction of seeing a long solitary journey ahead. But look behind at the road and you see the same road getting smaller and smaller, showing just how far you have came and every twist and rut points out the obstacles overcome along the way. It is better to be burned by a little light than to subcome to the darkness. In the light you can avoid some of the pitfalls and in the dark, we tend to stumble and fumble about. Besides bravery is just a personna for many. We each wear the face that is for the world to see. The other is tucked safely away, so no one will recognize our weakness and pounce upon it. You say all this so well and need no help in diagnosising the situation. But a soulmate to travel the bumpy path and view the gloomy rainy day with, provides a way to reach out a hand and help them upon the boulder in the road to view the magnificent scenery around you and someone on a chilly rainy day to wrap your arms around and say lets just lay here and talk of our hopes, dreams and sunshines of tomorrow for now what was one is two hearts on the same mission. Beautiful and poignant writing from a 24 kt. pen.

[cest la vie]

What a wonderful, meloncholy piece. I have been feeling that exact way as I approach my Birthday. You write very insightful, thought provoking pieces. Love this,Cowboy!

I've been feeling this all summer. Now that I'm done with high school for good and I don't start cooking school until the very end of September, I've had nothing to do.
Too much time on one's hands can be dangerous, in a way. You get to thinking too much, or pondering something that could cause destruction, or trouble.

a brilliant, relating write.

[LisetteCanWrite!]

Very wise writing.. loved the message conveyed..the flow of emotions are one that I understand .. I have so much love for my two children.. they are sooo deep in my heart.. will be with me throughout my life's journey.. and beyond! Nothing and no one will ever change that emotion I feel.. I felt this writing was more an appeal to a life partner.. but I see the need for parents to stretch their hands out to their children as well and remember how important they are.. and so a part of that path! We are both blessed and curse to be living in some major changes globally that will make history.. it includes most likely feeling some pain like all changes tend to do.. will they be for the better or worse? Who knows.. all I know is the children won't really feel it as much as the adults.. kids are pretty adaptive to changes.. You touch on alot here.. but definitely things that others out there will be thinking and feeling! I can relate.. thank you for sharing!!! =)

[Forevergone]

I liked this. It's nice, I like the fact that i can connect to it

[Ryosei Takashi Hime]

I really liked the ending. ^.^ I'm usually a fan of conventional rhyming schemes, but this one captivated me despite that. I like the way it shows your personal thought process and relate to pretty much all that was said.