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(1/28/1956 / Washington DC)

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The Path I Walk

I walk this pathway everyday and can see
Tall trees that scrape this lavender- mauve hued sky-
I am alone with my thoughts, as
I have called this trail the passageway toward my world-
I am queen of this forest at the break of this day.
This place, so mystifying and striking has become my sanctuary-.

It has been said that what I do not know
Shall never harm me, though in truth
What I do not know frightens me.
But I still walk this pathway everyday. I call it my home, my private world,
The sky is illuminated by the rising sun.
This is the place where I can escape to the uniqueness of
Pink clouds in the violet-hued sky that shall always
Make my world a stunning and intriguing place, to see.

At times my mind slips backward to the days when
The sky was forever darkening gray and I could not see the sun’s light on the horizon-
What I do not and did not know is harming me, frightening me.
However, when I look up toward the sky- pink clouds pass over the sun
The tops of the trees touch the sky at daybreak-
Though the colors are dazzling and even foreign in their shade
The sky has never appeared more magnificent-

I close my eyes and
In a fleeting moment I have become a dove
Lifting my wings and flying higher until I reach the sky-
I have walked this same pathway everyday-
As the sun casts its shadow wherever I walk,
My thoughts rescue me from intruders-

When I look upward toward the sky in this special moment -mauve-lavender in its hue
Decorated with rose-pink clouds and contrasting with the leaves upon the treetops-
Dewdrops are like sparkling diamonds scattered over those leaves of velvet-green.
I shall have lost myself inside the world of my dreams- though
In truth I believe I have found myself upon awakening-
Somehow magically guided towards my own special heaven
When I walk this pathway-
Every day…

Submitted: Wednesday, June 05, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 02, 2013


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  • Khairul Ahsan (7/15/2013 12:26:00 PM)

    I am queen of this forest at the break of this day.
    This place, so mystifying and striking has become my sanctuary-.
    Nice.....

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