Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Redirected

In the woods beauty abounds
But your voice is muffled by the wind in the trees
Roots are under my feet
the growth has done away with any path

I stumble out of the woods to the road
The light is better
The mountain ahead may be steep,
But I can hear you now
Urging me on,
Every step

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