Life Maze

By Andrew R. Duckworth

Is it not a constant transition
From one moment to the next,
From one year to the next,
Every single second?
I feel older than I did
Five minutes ago when I was
A lost little boy wondering what
My next step should be in
The maze of life that
Has an ending we
Can’t see, obscured
By the mile high hedges.
Yet, I feel little difference
Having not found the end
Yet, understanding 
There are miles
Left to go.