My Path

This path is mine
it can't be seen
no-one walked
this path
before me
I am the first
to walk this way.
This path is steep
the obstacles are many
This path seems treacherous
and yet,
I keep going
This path feels dangerous
and still,
I do not turn back
I chose this path
because of the challenge
The main road
was not for me
I saw plenty of others
walk that way
and their eyes were closed
I want my eyes to be open
I don't want to
miss a thing
I try to take you
with me
You stumble
and you fall.
This path is not for you
but I want it to be
I want us to walk together...

Reviews

[vili]

outstanding piece of art, keep it up

[Unavailable]

This is a good piece.

It shows that only you and practically you can walk your own path.

[luciddreamer]

This write speaks to me loud and clear...wonderful, wonderful write :)
Peace
Robin

[R J Askew]

We are all different and being happy to be so and go our own way is a sign of strength. Following others, being conventional, is a lesser way to be. But as you say it can be hard sticking to our ouw path, esp if others can't stay with us.
I think this is true of the things we write, too. If we are true to ourselves others may not understand us. But if we buy into being conventional we dilute ourselves, our individuality, and what talent we might be lucky to have. William Blake was a great example of someone who stuck to his path and was never one of the conventional herd. You capture the spirit of individuality really well here. No surrender, compromise, or backtracking!

[Brian D. Billie]

wow i'm really feeling this nowadays. hard to understand at times, though always here, there, and everywhere. in response:

run run little sun, you amongst the daydreams. would you, still, ghost of path, seek me my by the way scenes. don't be hurried, don't be whirred, don't be walks a-stitching. for when we, again shall last, there, we'll find the

listening