The Path
Keep moving forward
I hold steadfast to the Path
though my body craves a wandering.
If I veer in this direction
I may find myself lost
on an empty dirt road,
train tracks once used so persistently
by travellers and tradesmen alike
now abandoned
of all rumblings and steam whistles.
I may happen upon a wayward fox,
curious enough to overcome
the stranger fear
of an upright creature
and scuffle over loose stones
to say, "hello".
*
Snap back into focus,
and concentrate on the Path.
So perfectly placed and properly planned,
every step to be taken forward to
obtain the accomplished feeling,
I did that.
So, monotonously, I trudge
and begin to dream of
the other side
with greener grass.
And I imagine the view
from the summit
of the hill in my vision
and wonder what it would feel like
to run my hands
along the tall blades of unkempt growth
and imagine the calming
smell of the wildflowers
distracting from the heat of the beating sun.
*
But I mustn't stray from the Path.
One foot in front of the other,
plodding forward to the destination
outlined distantly
on the highest peaks
and invisible
when low in the valleys.
The ups and downs invite me
to reminisce about
the wild wind whipping
my hair in my face
on a roller coaster rampage
of twists and turns
so fast and unpredictable
I scream with delight for both
the highs
and
the lows.
*
Then I remember not to stray from the Path.
About the Creator
Bugsy Watts
Got bit by the writing bug.
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Outstanding
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
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Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
Comments (4)
This was so well written with so much meaning written into its lines. Very well done
😊👏Lovely writing. Straying is more fun!
Such an amazing stream of words. Thank you for sharing!
Deep and introspective.