a keepsake

Life's Journey

To be happy I must move
And keep on moving
In directions satisfying
To myself.
Journey,
No matter where I drift,
Towards myself,
Uncovering as I journey
More and more of what I am,
Discovering the end of joy
Is immobility
And death a stagnant pool.
There is no turning back
And moving on,
Beyond and through myself
I glimpse a dawn breaking
Over a restless sea.

written by Gumpa Old for my 18th birthday