So many journeys
Taken in stride,
Till one then trips
To board that ride,
The biggest of all
We’re held to abide,
No taciturn choice
Needs one decide,
As set in advance
Be so the big ride…
Alas that big ride
Has a one-way tide,
No toll be owed
For use of this road,
No special dress
Or particular mode
Soul needs address,
For it to fulfil
What destiny fells,
As indicative knell
Suggests the arrival,
To nirvana or hell
Thus end of the line,
One can but now tell
Be the big ride’s design!