From a distance,

everything a cloudy haze

(but only for those never there).

For me a clear path

through there ( though Joyless).

Few see it,

fewer still choose to walk the narrow here

to the end (but there is no end).

Fading recollections of the people

(but they are all gone).

like me/waiting/searching

for the guide

To the clearing at the end of this path