Journey

Journey

Your journey begins

here. At the end of

everything. You

must take that

dreaded step -

into the wilderness.

Off the cliff face.

Into nothing.

Your path has only

just begun. Weary-eyed,

soul-drained. Lost

in the rat race of this

concrete jungle they

call civilisation -

progress. Home?

Your time in this

metropolis was but

a passing wind,

eddying from storm

to storm, devoured by

gale upon gale -

spat out. Unwanted by

this unruly ocean.

Your passage was but

a means to an end.

Numbered days that

toyed with the idea

of forever. Days that

chipped at your porcelain

until you remained. A shell.

Your bloodied feet

have had no rest.

The path is arduous

and the days are long.

The journey is unbearable

and the nights hold no respite.

You don't belong here - 

a stranger in your own home.

Your voyage has

shaped and battered you.

Here you stand.

The precipice of the future.

Uncertain - but - this too shall pass.

You are liminal and it is time...

Your path has

only just begun.

The ocean has allayed

it's roaring waters. The

soothing wind holds you

in its caress. The jungle

has parted its canopy.

Your journey begins here.