Remains of who I was
Are splattered back down
The long winding  road
Breadcrumbs I subconsciously
left to follow back to myself
are long gone
Blown away by the wind

Feet stuck in the grit
Soon I will be in motion
Motivated by what
Maybe a delusion

One hurdle crossed
A thousand more to go
Miles to go before I can breath
Many many miles to go
My spirit is waiting for me
On the other side
The beginning of a whole new
life
Body will meet soul
I will be whole
I will find glory
So I can move among gods.