The Pathway
By Elisabetta K
Published 24 September 2023
A path that’s cracked and faded
Lost to the strength of time
Rarely ever used at all
At most I can ask is why?
Dappled with sunlight, a place
where breezes whoosh through trees
As seasons change, winter comes.
FalIing still those evergreen leaves
Around the bend you’ll find it
A simple retreat for the mind
The line between man and nature
The secret you needed to find
An easy little pathway
No exotic, ancient plants
It’s not a new discovery
But leave it I just can’t
Although it’s not rugged mountain ranges
Or reaches far like sapphire seas
It’s my little slice of paradise
And that’s enough for me