“The Traveler”

In sweet embrace of Heaven’s Night, The Traveler’s on her way
No Moon illuminates her trail and yet she does not stray
Unhurrying she travels on, not veering left or right
Instinctively, she knows the path and then she sees the Light

She hesitates and slows her step, disturbed by what she sees
This Light that penetrates the night and her security
Everywhere is Total Dark except this single beam
She turns to flee then sudden stops to wonder what it means

Not like her to be confused when instinct says to fly
Not like her to freeze in flight and stop to ponder why
But now, this time, it’s not the same, She feels her limbs are bound
So even as the Light draws near, the Traveler stands her ground

A memory and then it’s clear, the meaning of the Light
‘My Journey’s End,’ she realizes and marvels at the Sight
What Others whispered or said out loud, ‘It comes to set you free -
‘a Light that radiates within the Dark --- the key to Eternity’

‘ The End is not the End,’ they said, ‘It’s really just a start
You’ll know for sure, when the time has come --- You’ll feel it in your heart’
They said that ‘you would know the truth when contrary to our way
instead of fleeing the Unknown, you feel incline to stay’

‘Bound you’ll feel,’ They told to her, ‘Captured by the Light’
And so she felt and thus she knew --- the stories must be right
Greater shines the Brilliant Glow, and still she does not flee
‘The Promise is Fulfilled,’ she thinks, ‘The Light will set me free’

Too late the trucker saw the deer, nothing he could do
No time for thought and less for brakes, he had to barrel thru
he tried to veer but much too late and saw the doe impact
First a thud and then a bounce, and realized that was that

Drowsy only just before but wide awake by now
The trucker mutters, ‘Thank you Lord --- a deer and not a cow!’
The Peterbilt speeds on its way, once more the Dark descends
Beside the road, our Traveler lies, her life seeps to its end

As Life begins to flutter out, she opens wide her eyes
And with her last breath, wonders, ‘Was then it all a lie?
‘The Light they promised led to Peace, to Worlds everlasting
‘All a trick, designed to hide the uselessness of trying?’

As if to taunt her last few moments, another Light appears
And in an instant, this Glorious Light sweeps away her fears
Gone are the wounds and agony, she rises without pain
And promptly turns tail to the Light and says, “Hell No, not that Again!”

By Me & revised by My father

what great storytellers you are

Very well written... loved it. Thanks for sharing this with us!

That was great...

At first glance i thought oh hell another long write...

First paragraph....You captured my attention...

Beautifully written....

Great name there to, Brett.

I have a Brett..my son...

Thanks for the comments, this poem is really best suited for reciting. So I can understand if the length of it scares most of these viewers away, as it would have probably scared me away as well.. lol.