Empty Roads

Walking this empty road
Hearing nothing but music
In this, my now empty world
No light to show my path
No light to brighten my world
Music becomes my guide in this darkness
Songs telling me their stories
Once they sang a different tune
But their words now mean something else
Different from before
Many a day I sit and wonder
Where would I be now
If things had been different
If certain things had never happened
But then I remember this road I now walk
And know I wouldn’t be here
Nor the person I am today
Without the paths already traversed
Without the turns already taken
Without the direction changed
Returning to this empty road
Still marching
Towards the one who waits for me
So our paths can cross and join