In threadbare shoes we travel wide,
Aching feet on gravel grind
One, then the other, and over again
Until a flat crossing we find.
One step, then another and so forth we go,
On the way to the way that crosses our way
And leads us in darkness,
From all that we know.
Before my feet some pathways cross
Thursday, July 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: destiny,seeking,soul,adventure