higher ground

what is the meaning of chance encounters
being left in the heart of a city
so worndown
can i find the truth i seek
in a place so bleak?
left the front line
staying behind
to mend my mind
on those bridges between
realities
i'm speechless as
my mind seeks higher ground...
what would it take to be on my way,
i stand in line for my ration of truth
well worth the time it takes
to make it straight,
taking on my fate
with a consciousness
that allows me to slip and fall
on my way through it all,
reaching a point that seems like a wall.
pretty soon these hurdles will seem like nothing
as i regard them
as fun way to get in shape
for the glorious time that is drawing near..