Where did you go?

I thought you followed close behind.

Charging forward you gave me courage to move on.

Without a care or concern you helped me grab and claw and climb.

Then one day I turned around and you were gone.

Riding the quickly changing moment streams,

I had been too busy, lost in life,

my purpose ahead just keeping pace.

It seems you left me all those years ago,

and I did not realize.

Until one day I saw the wrinkles and fading face,

the weariness atop a flameless torch;

and my infinite unharnessed optimism was replaced,

by the fear and uncertainty of impending end.