Finding The Way

Sadness weighs heavy
Look up bright cloud        tripping gaily
along that Way
Happy that He has found it,
Happy that no one else knows
  
Is knowledge not meant to be shared?
Can happiness kept within One
really be happiness?
Swimming against the current,
salmon return to die  
spending prodigious amounts of energy,
they find their way back Home

only to die  
Yet they live on again and again
wasted in their old age  
alone        
I will not accept that
Cannot accept that
  
Surely in all this Place
is one to show the Way?