What occurred to the complacent road,
That rode over an un-tempting *****.
A heavy hold, pulled me back,
I carried a burden, previously lacked.
What occured to my unconcerned soul,
Which inquired of its being un-whole.
My mind gained thought, will lost,
In my journey forward, each step cost.
What occurred to shadow that quietly followed,
It gained depth, its weight was burrowed.
In the brightening sky, path was lost,
What seemed clear, turned obscure.
What occured to my resolute sight,
Which guided me since the inopportune twilight.
Rest before success, burdened time,
Heart longed for that hut left behind.
What occured to that noble dream,
That once oust sleep, have no mean.
End that meant to be cherished alone,
Soured with reminiscence of a face forlorn.
I stopped, stared in the contemplating light,
My path revert as destination acquired sight.
An echo swelled swiftly in my mind,
I turned to gather what left behind.
What occured?
What occurred to me? I cried.
