TRAVELERS
by John T. Baker
Burdened by the baggage of regret,
fueled by fear and draggled by despair,
pursued by dreams too fervid to forget,
we plod a path that leads we know not where.

The distant goal we cannot contemplate
nor destination signs identify;
directions we disparage or debate,
advisories discredit and decry.

The trail grows faint but seems to have no end,
the landscape changes yet remains the same,
and finally we come to comprehend
we never can return the way we came.

It matters not how far we may have gone,
to find our fate we still must journey on.