Walk

Walk



I would have walked to the end
of the earth and I would have jumped
had I thought that the Earth was then flat.

Sometimes in life we do not know our way
home anymore and we have no idea where
the answers are at.

I will still walk for there must be a purpose
and it will reveal again to my eyes.
It is here that I am without a name.
I walk this walk.
I am free of shame,
only welcomed without a disguise.

I will listen to the mighty trees' counsel.
If I am sane it is because of they.
They have sheltered my soul
within their many arms.
They continue to show me the way.

So I walk.

--msl2023