The Path...revisited

The path of life,
Winds round and round.
Sometimes it is crowded,
And sometimes you are left very solitary.
Sometimes you are are caught in the sunshine,
And sometimes the darkness.

You leap;
You stumble;
You sprint ahead;
You tire;
You linger.
You keep on again.

There is joy
And there is heartache.
It is complicated
And yet beautiful.

As long as we keep on going,
There is the hope that our efforts will be recognized
And ultimate goals attained at the end.

Those goals perhaps,
May have changed from start to finish.
Some may have remained the same.

We keep plugging along.
We cannot idle on the path very long,
For when we do, we die.