Returned

The path continues.

Endless is its course.

Neither North, South, East or West.

But one sure destination.

When will we get there?

Where is the gateway?

How will I enter?

What will I say?

Is someone there?

Who will greet me?

More tormented souls?

Who will I find at the edge of darkness?

Do they know me?

Did they love me once in life?

Will they love me now in death?

Questions never answered.

Hello my child.

Death has returned you to me.

From me you were made.

But by yourself, were you destroyed.