Sometimes you go out looking

Sometimes you go out looking for yourself and you find someone else
the face in the mirror is not familiar, the eyes looking back are not your own.
Someday s you wake up and notice that the wrinkled hands at the end of you arms don't belong to you.
the hair gray in its place lies about you true identity.
Someday s you have to go out looking because if you don't the darkness consumes you.
If you don't go looking you die, not in body but i n spirit.
The sack of bone and flesh continues but it is only a sack.
the life, the light, has gone like a wispy ghost cloud on the first warm day of the year.
Someday s you have to go out looking like a restless kite bobbing in and out of the clouds trying to find your place in the sky.
Sometimes you have to go looking even if it means you don't come back.
because the journey is more important than the destination and when it is over you find that you have come home.