Overgrown grass
On the path
Hidden by a sharp bend
Dank and dark
Grass underfoot
Well trodden and trampled
By countless shoes
A journey cut short and retreated
Mysterious hoots
They begin to beckon
Strained ears
Listening for a welcome
Clumps of foliage
Waving a greeting
Tickling the thorny thickets
Eager for a meeting
*Dare I step forward?
Dare I choose this path?
Dare I make this choice?
What will become of me*?
May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 8:56 AM UTC
Overgrown grass
On the path
Hidden by a sharp bend
Dank and dark
Grass underfoot
Well trodden and trampled
By countless shoes
A journey cut short and retreated
Mysterious hoots
They begin to beckon
Strained ears
Listening for a welcome
Clumps of foliage
Waving a greeting
Tickling the thorny thickets
Eager for a meeting
*Dare I step forward?
Dare I choose this path?
Dare I make this choice?
What will become of me*?
The end of a milestone requires courage to take on another.
