The Narrow Way

The dirt street was long,

with trees on either side;

the clouds grey.

I met a dog along the way,

both of us wanderers

acknowledging the other;

him looking for food,

me looking for who I am,

waiting for the answer

to materealize from the air

and yet knowing, 

a walk through life is more

than just 

"waiting for something or

someone to show you the way." 

It's walking down the wrong roads,

it's tripping, it's the struggles,

but being able to see the flowers

along the way while searching.

In short, it's experience.

I'm sure the dog knew that to,

but he was as quiet as God.  

Funny though, 

I noticed his tail was wagging. 

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Liked very much the philosophy espoused here. Sometimes it is necessary to strike out on the dimly lit path. If the outcome is disappointing, consider what you learned from it. Sometimes defeat is a better teacher than victory.

[Relic]

Yes, it is John. Thank you for your comment. :)

[Chris Shaw]

being able to see the flowers
along the way while searching

the dog understood that too with his wagging tail. It’s little things that can make a journey seem pleasant even if we take the wrong path.

That’s life for you. A journey with a start and a finish and many roads in between.

Chris

[Relic]

Very true, Chris. Thanks for the comment.

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

Hellos, Relic, how's arr yrr,
hpe you are having a great evening,,
It is hard to find meaning in life,
It is a tranquil poem, it takes me to the road,
I always like to find myself in roads, so I really enjoyed the poem,
God is quiet, I like that,
----1809 Black Plague December

[Relic]

Thanks very much for the comment. :)

[1809 Black Plague December]

your welcome, Dearest Relic,

[Susan 🦋]

That's why dogs have such short lives...they already know what takes us a lifetime to understand. That long road (hopefully) is filled with opportunities. Even as seasons change, a flower is blooming somewhere. :)

[Relic]

Well said, susan. Thanks for reading. :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Nobody can show us the way, that is why we follow our hearts. I love this poem. very insightful

[Relic]

Thanks very much, Cowboy. :)

[Cherrie Palmer]

Spectacular. This small but epic journey is where we all are.
Life is an un traveled we discover as we go.

[Relic]

Thanks so much for your comment, Cherrie. I love it. :)

[Cherrie Palmer]

Your poem demanded I take part. And I wrote one of my own.

[Relic]

Great! Glad to hear that. :)

[Red Brick Keshner]

Ah, the wagging tail. I sometimes much like a dog signify a sort of wagging its tail when encountering people that I have not been quite introduced to yet; reminds me of ships in the night passing each other. Could they be milestones along our way. But that is just one more random thought.

[Relic]

It's a good random thought, Red. Thanks for the comment. :)

[Red Brick Keshner]

Most welcome