JOURNEY

The journey must now begin

Slow at first

With a frail real step

Meek ample taps

With weak knees

He peeks inside

The pot is empty

Hunger child stares at him in envy

He knows the trip must be done now

The stomach gnaws inside him

The insides churn a new hope

He must hold his head high

For  journeys must start from scratch

Unlatched from hidden doors

A guide to the mystery floors

Lies in quiet wait

The journey begins

The journey begins