Destination

I look around me
every day, every hour
people walking, coming, going
and all the way from the beginning.
They walk to nowhere
without someone really waiting for them
without a destination
but they keep walking.

I am wondering
if they had someone by their side
someone to hold their hand
if this world was made for two
would they be without home?

The night falls like a curtain
the stars have no light
for the lost kids without mother
without home, without love.
I look at them standing
no walking no searching
they have no home.

But endlessly dreams
lead us in the stupidity
of creating illusions of a destination
a way that leads us home.

There is no way,
no home, no destination
for a lonely heart that is cold.
But realization brings calmness
and destiny leads you
to the person that holds the ribbon
the red ribbon of fate.

There is no way,
no home, no destination
for a single person
but life with love
care and devotion creates
a road that leads you
where you belong.