The Path

It’s a long and winding path

We take with two first breaths

At first a little blurry

In time it clears a bit

So much to see in wonder

At first on soft all fours

We think and then we ponder

So much to find and more

On weak legs standing upright

Taking first few steps

A road that’s set before us

Alone a simple trek

While others travel around us

We cross each other’s path

Sometimes are sharing smiles

And times are sharing wrath

So many roads before us

Some rocky, forked and straight

The path of less resistance,

Or turmoil, pain and ache

There is the sea of tranquility

Where many lay and bask

What’s to learn in simplicity?

The amoeba even asks

The shadows of unknown

How mysterious they do seem

Should we fear their presence?

Or venture on to see

There stand the cliffs of danger

Some cling with fingertips

How deep is its dark chasm,

Standing back we dare not trip

Mountains rise before us

Storms at their crescent peaks

With roads most long and winding

I choose this path to seek

The air is thick and heavy

The ground is weak and frail

Each step does causes a rattle

Rock shards that can impale

The storm has hid the summit

The path becoming steep

With baited breath still climbing

Can it soon be reached?

This journey moves so slowly

My soul now feeling lost

White owl alights upon me

Wise eyes encourage on

A glimmer of sun before me

Is this truly what I see?

I forge the storm before me

It is my destiny

I stand atop the mountain

Wind coursing through my hair

He said my child you’ve made it

See what I have prepared

You chose the path of wisdom

In what so many fear

Some souls have traveled with you

They always have been near

Your faith has kept you moving

Your lessons you have learned

Now dawn has touched the morning

Sunshine now has returned

The road is often rocky

No path is smooth you see

Your strength has pulled you forward

Love’s light your destiny

Carolee Dennis-Woosley

May 11, 2012