Journey, a poem

Journey

I do not know the purpose of my journey,
nor what may be its destination;
this does not mean there is none.

Further down the road I may learn,
or on the far side of the hill.

I have been shown where my road begins;
only by walking it can I find its end.
Travel with me till our paths diverge.

Each of us makes our own pilgrimage;
the road and the journey are one.

Stephen Brooke ©2025