Then I Keep On Walking
The road so long and winding,
The rocks beneath my feet watching,
I kick a rock,
I watch it roll; then it stops,
And then I keep on walking.
As my feet keep moving,
My eyes keep searching,
For something worth my gaze.
I come upon a river wide,
And chip the ice away,
Frigid water hides beneath,
I dip my hand in for a peak.
My finger tips turn red,
I watch them turn a shade so flushed,
Pins and needles creep on in,
I take my hand out and look about,
And then I keep on walking.
I come across a forest,
So thick as it is wide,
Branches adorned in snow,
Like crystals in the sunshine.
I see a bird perched on a limb,
So small and feeble,
I wonder where it’s been.
It spreads its wings and soars away,
Free to fly on another day,
I watch as it ascends out of sight,
I see it take such an alluring flight,
Then I keep on walking.
I walk along the path,
I stumble to a halted end,
A sign is sat adorned in yellow and black,
ROAD ENDS,
So I turn around,
And then I keep on walking.