Uncertain Path Poem by JAMES T. ADAIR

There is a path in the woods
the woods you know so well
But this path is foreign
unfamiliar

You notice the late day sun
piercing through the forest
But everything looks different somehow
there is an erie stillness in the air

As you walk you feel each stone
and each leaf and twig cracking and crackling
Everything is in a shade of grey
except for the stark orange.yellow sunbeams
scattering everywhere and in your eyes

Your heart says, follow this unfamiliar path
But you hesitate and look back behind you
All that you know is there, everything
and only the unknown is ahead
You wish you had a friend
You feel lonliness in the chill of the air
and flip up your collar

You have no provisions, no weapon to defend yourself,
nothing, not even water for your thirst

Do you follow the path?

What causes you to pause?

What is it that you hope to find?