a forest of thoughts

with pathways of grit

bordered by the ageless

unbending, yet

graceful willow trees

waving me on effortlessly

with the wind of yesteryear



I traverse the pathways

crushing fear underfoot

grittily determined to endure

with grace as my companion

and pockets full of pebbles

slowly being ground

into the gritty sands of time

© 2019 michael d emmerich