The Sojourner

our walk is full of crossings
paths that intersect, merge, and bend
a road that turns and goes off into the distance,
the sojourner never to be seen again.

He is the one who must stand strong,
when no one is around him to catch him fall
but the horizon is too high for him to see
there's no one to lift him, neither you or me.

consumed by the shadow that dwells in our depths
the sojourner stumbles struggling for breath
then out of the darkness the light breaks through
it started small... but slowly grew.