From down the road comes the breeze,
Seems something is downwind from here.
If I move quickly I can check it out,
Before they realize I am not about.
Twisty turns at unexpected intervals,
That no road map could hope to explain.
I keep in mind that it is a one way trip,
Vowing never to backtrack after a slip.
Sadly dead ends are common and tough,
Requiring one to think outside the box.
So rather than retreat I will just lay,
One foot in front of another some way.
There is no end or final destination,
One day the trip ends and that is it.
So take some time to enjoy the journey,
Before they haul you out on the gurney.