the path

The tree branches are a tangled web.

From a distance, it is impossible to tell one branch from another.

I follow the path. I am impatient to know what comes next.

Each branch silently holds space as I walk through.

Each branch creates a canopy. A shelter. A safe place from the elements.

Each branch leads the way.

I follow the path. I don't know where it goes.

With each step I walk forward.

With each step the path reveals itself.

With each step I find energy again.

I follow the path. I trust I am where I need to be right now.

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