The topography of the human soul can’t be learned in a day.
I strap on my bag and look out across the valleys and mountains that make you you
And feel both exhilarated and frightened.
I see beautiful, sunlit plains
Dappled with wild flowers
And vibrating with the joy of life.
I also see dark caves
Filled with shadowy, dangerous corners
And echoing with whispers of ghosts of the past.
I take a deep breath and take the first step.
I have my whole life to explore this land,
And I intend to learn and embrace every inch of it.
*North
South
East
And West.*
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 6:59 PM UTC
The topography of the human soul can’t be learned in a day.
I strap on my bag and look out across the valleys and mountains that make you you
And feel both exhilarated and frightened.
I see beautiful, sunlit plains
Dappled with wild flowers
And vibrating with the joy of life.
I also see dark caves
Filled with shadowy, dangerous corners
And echoing with whispers of ghosts of the past.
I take a deep breath and take the first step.
I have my whole life to explore this land,
And I intend to learn and embrace every inch of it.
*North
South
East
And West.*
Poem 6 in my self-challenge: "7 Poems in 7 Days" with each title being a school subject.
