The Path My Feet Must Follow

path before me does not stretch out

into horizon

no straight lines for me to walk

it curves

a snail shell

into unknown terrain

cautiously I travel this spiral path

circles twisting ever tighter

translucent walls


increasingly reach out to brush

my hair

my arms

bare feet

negotiate smooth surface

slippery with memory

I descend


ever deeper

into the darkness

of my own heart

knowing not what dwells

in its deepest recesses


Image from Pinterest

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved


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