i feel the sadness in the air –

thick dark clouds concealing the sun –

a tapestry of despair – blocking out all light –

and heavy,

the weight of my sorrow…

where did it go – my youth?

how fleeting the time has passed –

and my journey seems close to its end…

i will not fear –

the un-becoming;

this soul is aged –

this body,

tired from the travel –

and i can finally see –

on the horizon –

new hope,

new possibilities…

this is not the end of my journey,

merely time to change into something a little more

comfortable,

for the flight home…