The road ahead was so long, it passed in a blink.
And how on earth could that be?
That decades worth of sorrow was truly only mere minutes
Seconds
On the travellers path
You’ve sailed ships
With dangerous waters that tugged at your limbs
And enjoyed the breeze of a new morning
Back in the waters you went
Felt it swallow you whole
But it shot you back up onto new shores
And how tired you must have felt
On the travellers path
Yet the destination pulled you forward
The road was brisk and Lonely
But occasionally the sun hit the pavement at an angle that left a rainbow
Dancing at your feet
So you danced with it
And you drowned a little less
But then the floods came back
The perfect balance
The perfect plan
when you reached the end of the road
You were no longer a traveller
You made it home
And the road you travelled seemed less long
Less sorrowful
Because the destination was so brilliant
So beautiful
And the joy you felt wiped your memory of any sorrow you have ever felt
And you would travel the road again, and again, and again
If you had known the bliss of forever cost the sorrow of a second.