Where Does This Road Lead Us?

I hear the sound of the train calling. Where does it lead us? This road.

Where are the answers?

Buried under rocks?

Should I kick them? Turn them over gently?

Scream?

Would someone hear me if I did? Would they come running to help?

9-1-1 I think. Would they get here fast enough?

How did we get here? How did I get here? Can I go back in the direction I came?

I don’t think life works like that. Time certainly does not.

What's next?

Searching for answers. Turning over those rocks. Asking the universe for clues, synchronicities, coincidences.

Will the gods find me? Do spirits watch over me?

Sometimes we know where we’re going, sometimes we do not. A lot of times we do not.

Finding peace in the unknown. Getting comfortable with putting one foot in front of the other…confidently.

It gets easier.

We even start to laugh a little. We find the humor in life. Perhaps life finds the humor in us.