The Path Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

The path has always captivated to attract,
As if to it I am magnetized; permanently attached.
So hypnotic it heals my every ache and pain.
On it I am stunned I can sometimes run.
As if this path had found me to do this done.
And together we are one.
Together to accept the unknown that comes.

The path is clear of any fear or threats to face.
And as I approach from distances to witness,
Obstacles appearing as boulders to pass...
I laugh to discover them pebbles.
To pick up and toss away to enjoy a doing of this.
Energized I feel by the Moon, Stars and Sun,
With a doing done on the path. My path that exists!