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