Paths…

.

.

The path down to the lake

is steep and uneven and

winds through woods

of evergreens and maples

so that you cannot quite

run

you more careen and sometimes

slide

and grab a tree trunk

unless mincing your steps

feeling the soft loam

under bare feet

stepping on tree roots as

some semblance of steps

well worn and well placed,

you catch through the trees

a view of the lake calm

and mirrored, sky reflected

as a lone canoeist

glides

in early-morning

sunshine.

.

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12 Comments on “Paths…”

  1. You have a wonderful way with words making me feel as though I am right there enjoying this lovely path in the “early morning sunshine. Blessings to you Lily and thanks for a beautiful post.
    Joy

  2. free penny press says:

    What a lovely poem for me to read this evening!!
    Love the picture too!!

  3. Janine Vasta says:

    Reading this is like watching the scene unfold before my eyes. You are, as they say, in the zone dear Lily!! 😉

  4. janinevasta says:

    Reading this is like watching the scene unfold before my eyes. You are, as they say, in the zone dear Lily! 😉 Just fabulous!! xx

  5. Wonderful imagery…and a beautiful image, Lily!

  6. lily says:

    Have yourself a beautiful day! : )

    ~ Lily

  7. irfriske says:

    Wonderful view, eloquent discription of a joyful adventure of discovery!
    “.”

  8. Nice picture and a nice path…


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