There is no destination, only origin*
Traipsing through the forest on a crisp fall day
Surpassing all on the path trees rush by on the way
Clouds above are being masked by the hands ever climbing
Deep below in the ground roots move through in finding
A glimpse of more wisdom and love is the connection
Entwined and grasping setting in balance in truth direction
The journey moves onward an incline comes in view
From the grade upward a slight struggle is meant to go through
A bit of ease comes upon within a need of a break
Few short moments to catch rhythm ease pulse in its take
As nearing the destination, it is seen with being aware
No longer a beginning to end but more of here instead of there
Dom*Colucci © 2021
~image from google images~
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