For years my expectations, I thought were reciprocal.
I trusted and was disappointed.
I loved but lacked the power to create love.
I wandered aimlessly along a narrow path thinking I would eventually end up where I needed to be.
I was disappointed!
I just ended up - There.
On a path so destitute of the essentials of Life.
I got there and no one was with me.
I found a place by a pond, but the water was so stagnant that I couldn’t see my face.
I fought the good fight of hope.
My hope was deferred and it made me heartsick!
I noticed a winding path only a short distance from me.
I decided to leave the path I was on.
There were flowers on the path and small rivers of water.
I sat by one of the streams and sung an unfamiliar melody.
It was lovely. The notes seemed to float above my head.
I love this path. Winding as it may be, I would rather sit by the streams and see a reflection of me in a place called Here.