The topography of the human soul can’t be learned in a day. I ******* 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.