The Trip


   Some ride a train through life

straight from A to Z

without deviations or digressions

and some of those don't even look

         out of the window.


   Some ride a carrousel

going nowhere

eternally grabbing

for the golden ring

that seems just beyond their grasp.


   Some dance their way through

laughing from party to party

giving no thought for tomorrow

caring for nothing

they cannot see.


I got off the train

   fell off the carrousel

     reaching for the ring

Discovered I think too much to be

     a dancer.


So I'll stop awhile
   and maybe whatever I've

     been running after

Will come to me.


I think it will and

   I hope

     I know it when

       I see it.