Paths

The dark paths I tread Know not
my path

For even I know not
my path

I walk forward ever on
yet stand motionless as the
clouds whip across the
sky

Then a lone figure
appears on the endless
horizon

Lightning flashes behind the
figure as if it follows willingly a pet or
mere toy

The figure came closer
then stepped beyond me

It turned looked at me then
in a flash of searing blue light
- gone

Left alone once again
to wander the endless
paths....