In this labyrinth of uncertainty and despair,
We strive to find solace, to repair,
Yet, destiny’s hand, an enigma untold,
Leads us towards the mysteries of old.
Our final destination, elusive and unknown,
A place where our souls will find their own,
A sanctuary of peace, love, and grace,
Where we’ll rest, finally, in a state of embrace.
The road may be long, riddled with strife,
But within us, burns the flame of life,
For every stumble, a lesson we learn,
As we rise, stronger, from each turn.
For life’s final destination may be unclear,
But let us cherish every moment we hold dear,
Embrace the unknown, embrace our fate,
And trust in the journey, however late.
In this free verse, we find liberation,
A celebration of life’s exploration,
In the pursuit of our final destination,
We find ourselves, our souls’ emancipation.
So, let us not fear the winding road ahead,
Nor the trials that lie in wait, like demons bred,
For in the journey, we find our true worth,
And discover our purpose and the beauty of this transient earth.
Final destination. Maryann Bosah September 2023
MARYANN BOSAH 