From "darkest rivers of the heart" ..... Dean Koontz
" All of us are travelers lost,
Our tickets arranged a cost,
This odd intinerary of scenes
--Enigmatic-strange-unreal--
Leaves us unsure how to feel
No postmodernjourney is rife
with no more mistery than life.
Tremulous skeins of destiny
Flutter so ethearlly
around me- - but then i feel
its embrace is that of steel.
On the road that i have taken,
one day, walking, i awaken,
amazed to see where i have come,
hwrer im going , where im from/
This is not the path i though
this is not the place i sought
This is not the dream i bought
just a fever of fate i've caught
i'll changer highways in a while,
at the crossroads, one more mile,
My path is lit by my own fire,
im going only where i desired.
On the road that i have taken,
one day, walking, i awaken,
on the road that i have taken."
