Journey

Part-way to somewhere
I'm not sure where, or what
I'm not sure if i'll ever know.
No idea how near or far I am,
How long it'll take to get there.
It could be right in front of my eyes,
Waiting to be seen.
All I know is, I'm part-way to somewhere.

If I was a worrier
I'd say I could have walked straight past
So busy searching for something with no known image
I could have held it, felt it.
I could have half embraced it and then let it slip away.
Or worse, pushed it away.
Blind from looking.

If I was a pessimist
I'd say if it has no known image it can't be found.
Just wasting my time wandering aimlessly,
Never to be satisfied.
I might as well just stick with what I've got,
It could be the most I'll ever have.
There is no 'somewhere'.
Only 'anywhere'.

If I was an optimist
I'd say it may only be a day away.
One more step could be all I need,
No trouble at all.
Any moment now I could find what I'm looking for,
The end of my journey,
The start of eternal bliss.

But for now, I'm part-way to somewhere.