I walk this path,
Allowing my eyes to feast,
Upon the cornucopia of wonders,
Consuming to forget my yesterday,
Whilst time slips away,
Holding at bay the arrival of tomorrow.
With every footstep,
The essence of my former self,
Evaporates into oblivion,
As fledgling optimism seeks to take flight,
Before the reason to walk,
Consumes my very being once more.