The Staircase

I ran across a path and took it,
I leaped into it per se,
And it took me in a circle,
But yet I was never in the same place as where I had started,
Because places change,
And circles go upward and down like staircases,
This is a description of the shape of the journey I am on.

I grew, I challenged, I graduated, I made love, I committed, I won awards, I worked hard, I matured,
I fell down, I embarrassed myself, I learned lessons, I struggled, I went crazy, I became tired, I gave in,
I began to grow old and lose my sense of youth
So I reinvigorated
And I changed my point of view
And up a staircase I went
And the same old thing became new again.

The wind blew by,
And their was a voice within the wind,
And it asked me, “What journey are you on?”
I said, “A heavenly journey, but I am too young to die.”
And the wind chimes nearby made their sound,
A reminder of the after-worlds and other-worlds,
I heard their song.

I needed another milestone in my life -
A larger than life goal,
An appreciation for the small things was not enough,
So I set upon a quest for something that was worthy of my attention,
And I awaited,
And I am waiting,
And a new chapter is about to be discovered.

And up the staircase I went.