To the newer me

In the future
lies a new me
older
but closer
to the one
I want to be

My steps
are small
yet resolute
guided and cajoled
by the
newer me

In the March
to the glorious future
I leave footsteps
of mine
on the virgin sands of time
for everyone
to see

In each step
there remains
a part of me
for
I am the destination
and
the path
is also me