Journey without a destination

I think of life and ask myself 'where am I now'...
Sometimes it's nice to know how far I have come...
Funnily enough though, the answer most often is
My dear, you haven't moved at all, your journey hasn't even begun...



'But so much time has passed and been lost' I retort,
'Where has it all gone? ' :(
'Surely, I must have gotten somewhere?'
'You've triumphed small battles here and there, but the WAR has yet to be won.'


I look around me and I'm unable to see anything
I feel that things around me have changed in every way
I feel small, humbled and subdued
Will I stay forever this way?


The fight is going on constantly I know
But I do not want to partake in it. I want out.
For me, life has a deeper meaning in its journey
And making the most of that journey is what life's ALL about.