Path

 

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I have an alone path

of words

that opens up

inside me

when all noises die down.

The light is either my own

or taken from others

who have gone before.

I have now

all the time of the world

to walk forever.

I am glad

I have no hurry

to reach a destination.

I let my brown leaves

have their autumn fall,

and am ever ready

for those winter days

when they will hibernate.

Even if no spring ever shows up

I have still

so many trails

others have left for me

to enjoy the walk.

 

 

Posted for my Midweek Motif ~ Path @ Poets United

 

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15 thoughts on “Path

  1. WOW! I wish I had written this! But I never would have found the peace that lows through your words and meter. Wow. I am in love. This is my new favorite poem EVER.

  2. This is gorgeous writing, Sumana ❤️ I love the optimism and spark of hope in “Even if no spring ever shows up I have still so many trails others have left for me to enjoy the walk.” Beautifully penned❤️

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

  3. Sumana, this is an absolutely stunning poem. I needed to read this today! Even if there IS no spring, we MUST enjoy the paths/ trails wherever they lead. You really are an inspiration, my friend.

  4. A lovely write, Sumana. The resignation that you have expressed is so foreign to many people in today’s society where the lure of the carrot at the end of the stick is all that keeps so many billions around the world trudge towards a promise of a Spring that almost never comes to them. Pity they miss so much of the journey…

Thank You :)

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