Walking On

I've been walking for a while,
Through nights as dark as death.
And while the moments melt to miles,
My mind replays the steps.

And each step upon the other sits,
Like black and white piano keys-
Different shapes I've made to fit-
Now distant memories.

And thinking back I hum a tune
Played thoughtfully to time.
Hopeful now that someday soon
I may walk on in rhyme.