Into the woods

Trees on either side

The path divides

 

I take this one for now

And walk uphill a while

A burden heavy on my back

 

My struggle noble

My head held high

I see before me another way

 

A narrow path

Emerges and forms before me

From the woods

 

And down that way I go

The scenery changes

And obstacles block my way

 

Yet comforted and joyful

I hear music in the distance

And place my burden by the road

 

Before me still this winding path

Beckons with the sweet song

And I am called to follow

 

But sometimes I look back

With wonder at my footprints

To see how far I’ve traveled

 

 

© Diane E. Dockum 2014