#WritcoPoemChallenge
The journey has come to an end,
Weaving through meandering paths,
Sometimes alone, often with a friend

The journey looks long
It could go on, and on,
And on... forever.

What we see along the way,
Can change like a channel,
Or, shut off... forever.

Forever and Forever
They can be endless,
But not necessarily the same.

In an unstoppable fire,
You could be the smoke
I could be the flame.

I might choke because of you.
You might burn because of me.
As we walk along.

The desert sand
Can smother us both.
Then it would no longer matter.

What ever pain we caused.
It is now extinguished.
That channel turned off.

It is just dust
Off a camel's back -
In the sands of time.

© Will