This path beckons,
Leaves soft beneath,
Until a misplaced step
Turns up sharp.
Brambles taunt,
Fae shapes dancing in
Light and leaves.
Laughter on the wind.
Roots make way
For feet to leave the
Rest behind.
This path winds and rambles,
Heedless of fog,
Flirting with cliffs of disaster
And possibility.
This heart
Knows how to fly,
And how to shatter.
This body knows how
To tumble.
How to run.
The path snakes on.
Sometimes the trail forks,
Such that the previous path
Is lost forever.
Sometimes it leads
To adventures unknown.
To seas of uncertainty...
And fear.
And elation.
And freedom.
Original writing by Katrina Ariel.
Image credits:
Top (trees): Adrien Tutin/Unsplash,
Center (fog): John Salzarulo/Unsplash,
Bottom (ocean): Khachik Simonian/Unsplash
Keep walking your path.
And if you end up in a sea of uncertainty and elation, hang onto your surfboard. ;)
Shout out to all my writer friends, and to everyone who takes time to read my writing.
Thank you!!!
Author bio: Katrina Ariel is an old-soul rebel, musician, tree-hugging yogini, and mama bear to twins. Author of Yoga for Dragon Riders (non-fiction) and Wild Horse Heart (romance), she's another free-spirit swimming in the ocean of Steemit.
dragon art: Liiga Smilshkalne
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