Every Mile- a poem

I walked along the road ahead,

Still searching with my heart,

Believing if I looked again,

I’d find a little part.

A part of what I’d lost in life.

A part that slipped away.

And so, again, I’d walk the path

For still another day.

THEN, suddenly, I heard a voice

It seemed so very clear.

That all my searching brought me to

A place that was yet - here.

HERE, within my mind and heart,

I carried all the while.

All I was still searching for

Was with me every mile.

Retm