A Flight Through Time

A flight through time…to nowhere.

A walk home was all it took
Clouds passing by, looking across the horizon
to the big open space
of dark blue sky
My mind wandered, filling with inspiration
I thought
What is the point in life?
Without life
There would be nothing at all
A big open space of nothing
Nothing takes us nowhere
But where does life take us?
We waste time, searching for the answer
We search for love, success, happiness
And then we’re gone
So what really is the point after all?
Life takes us nowhere too.
I told myself to write
A poem is calling,
I want to write
But no words are coming
Because now
I know they’ll take me nowhere…