The other Path
The path was always there
Just there within my reach
But I never dared to walk on it
Always worried about
The unknowns
Being at easy with my known path
So cozy, even though
Lots of thorns, stones and ditches
Populate the landscape
It is my path after all.
Then one day
I had to take the other path
As it opened in front of me
Like in movies
Lined with evergreens
Flowering plants
Streams and happy people
Full moon and starry nights
I felt as if I have walked
All my life.
((*.*))
August 6, 2003 |