Went on walking

Days of solitude
days of pain
miles to walk
in hope of some gain

A distant sun
with slanting rays
behind daunting clouds
Stands in new ways.

A gentle breeze
scattering the leaves
making new patterns
in designs it weaves.

No one in sight
for miles at stretch
A single man walks
lonley silent and wretch

With no goals
and no mission
goes on walking
as a submission.

He went on walking
on and on.
For longer miles
he still was gone.