Cold, chilling touch
Withering, crunching leaves
Rustling as they blow
Right along the path
To a gaping archway
Of well-worn stone
Walls so smooth
Plain and grey
Whispering ever faintly
"Stay..."
Turn after turn
Corner after corner
Passage after passage
And still no telling
If there has been any progress
To the other side of the expanse
That is the troublesome maze
Take a moment,
Take a breath,
Let it all rest
Settle down
To the ground
Merely be...
Trapped in a labyrinth
Of grey, now cracking walls
Uneven, patchy ground
Leading to what
Possibly none may know
Rise again
Recall back to when
There was color
Pace after pace
Step after step
The walls
They begin to crumble
Gradually fall
The ground below
Sprouting with grass
A path left long ago
Lost in a field,
Not a trace of the passages
Just tall, towering grass
As each moment does pass
Nothing but a vision of stalks of green
Take a breath,
Take a moment,
Listen close, and listen well
Off in the distance
Water runs and it swell
Take to the feet
That aid oh so
Greatly on this journey
Into the unknown
- Jay M
December 3rd, 2020
Dec 3, 2020
Dec 3, 2020 at 5:39 PM UTC
Cold, chilling touch
Withering, crunching leaves
Rustling as they blow
Right along the path
To a gaping archway
Of well-worn stone
Walls so smooth
Plain and grey
Whispering ever faintly
"Stay..."
Turn after turn
Corner after corner
Passage after passage
And still no telling
If there has been any progress
To the other side of the expanse
That is the troublesome maze
Take a moment,
Take a breath,
Let it all rest
Settle down
To the ground
Merely be...
Trapped in a labyrinth
Of grey, now cracking walls
Uneven, patchy ground
Leading to what
Possibly none may know
Rise again
Recall back to when
There was color
Pace after pace
Step after step
The walls
They begin to crumble
Gradually fall
The ground below
Sprouting with grass
A path left long ago
Lost in a field,
Not a trace of the passages
Just tall, towering grass
As each moment does pass
Nothing but a vision of stalks of green
Take a breath,
Take a moment,
Listen close, and listen well
Off in the distance
Water runs and it swell
Take to the feet
That aid oh so
Greatly on this journey
Into the unknown
- Jay M
December 3rd, 2020
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