The road is longing and winding

Life is hard and at times strange, but it is also amazing. It's complicated and rewarding. I once heard the comparison that life is similar to a path and this has stayed with me since. Life is a journey from birth to death and along the way we do travel our own path. It isn't always clear and sometimes there are obstacles blocking our way. Sometimes, paths merge and follow each other as friends and family join your journey. At times a path may look clear, but it isn't always rewarding and sometimes we take the wrong path which leads us down a dead end. Our own path takes us to places of wonder and joy. It shows us love and heartache. Paths widen as people join our journey and shrink as others leave. At this moment in my life my path has taken me into dark places. Overgrown trees are blocking my path and the way is hard to see. There is sorrow and misery all around me and my way is blocked. I travel alone, all my friends have left me as I travel. I cannot see a way out, I cannot see the end of the path. But, this is the thing about life the good times walk hand in hand with the bad and sometimes it takes time to emerge into the light.