With a crisp breeze gently caressing my soul, I stroll in the cool morning light relinquishing my thoughts of a sleepless night passing. Nature whispers in my ear as the collection of wings flutter and dance in a harmonized fashion with joyful song.
The trail is winding back and forth like the unbridled path of my life. The smell of nectar in the air filling my senses with tasteful pleasure.
The journey is long, but my legs repeat step after step as the body directs. A lonely loon cries out on the lake a warning to others of a stranger aloft. Currents of life fill the air of a once barren space. A shadow emerges to check me out, and then scampers off to hide from this intruder. Humans now gone from the ravages of war. Alone I am as I look for meaning. Will I enter the darkness as did the rest or wander the earth for eternity. Without love, without you there is no purpose, no life, no light.
Turn after turn, uphill and down with nothing to find in a world gone wrong. A tall dark shadow emerges from the darkened forest blocking my path. A faceless statue cloaked and silent, waiting for a soul he cannot have. Starring beyond the motionless figure there is no life, no earth no fight. Succumb to the darkness, to find the light nevermore.
This is the present, and the past is gone, tomorrow there would be no future, and without others what would it be. What did my life mean, what was its purpose? Yet who will remember?