Traveled the path

Loved and lost;

Given and taken.

Truth and lies;

hope and despair. 

Come and gone;

Taught and learned.

Spoken and listened;

Written and read.

Seasons changed;

Lived and died.

These repeated each year I walked;

Walked the same path on this earth. Many have walked it before me and many will walk behind me.

All this to finally realize that time passes; repeats these without fail. 

Causing all that change.

Being neither good nor bad, friend nor foe;

Continues with out me.

For each passing along this path time plays this story again.

Only at the end does a traveler realize;

We are not humans, jobs, fathers or mothers. 

Lovers, enemies, kings or peasants. We do not live or die.

We are existing; merely existing. Then we transition to exists on another path. 

Merely exists.