The new path

[the_s_guy]

The traveller sat on the side of the hill,
And he stared him across at the sky.
The top of the mountain was far away still;
His comfortable burden nearby.

And there as he rested his bones on the ground,
Came a note oh so faint to his ear
That he couldn't be sure it was even a sound
Any other soul'd swear it could hear.

Yet it seemed that he'd heard it in passing before
Although ever there'd been else to do.
Now he mused as he heard the sound calling once more
While he sat and he looked at the view.

And he thought of the life he had lived to that day
As he rested a while on the hill
Neither splendid nor wretched, he'd found his own way
And though having regrets, was fulfilled.

So he rose to his feet, turned, and followed the tone
As it showed him a new path to try
And his burden, no longer required, sat alone
On the path, gazing up at the sky.