The journey

Listlessly walking through
lanes and bylanes
looking for the way i lost or missed.
When I started the journey
the end seemed so near
Yet today, the maze seems endless
Did I miss the turn by chance
or was it delibrate
I lunged the distance,
trotted my way
grasped each passing branch,
got scraped through and through,
looked forelorn...
but,
each wound the endless journey gave
I was carressed
carressed by the passing wind
that whispered in my ears
go on.. go on..