Day 3:
3rd April 3rd poem.
Was inspired today by a walk along the coast . We took a path from the beach up a pretty winding staircase. Each turn gave a different, yet interesting view which made me reflect the path our lives take. Not sure I've done justice to it in this poem.
Go This Way
Go this way, tread these winding steps,
Up
this steep slope.
Stop here, rest,
Take
in the view,
The
castle - almost ruins
Glory days over.
Carry on up, round that blind bend,
See the lake- veiled in mist,
Joys hidden in shrouded past
Struggle further,up towards the peak,
Breathless,
The path
narrows, stones underfoot slow progress
Turn, see the valley
Turn, see the valley
Deep, dark,
Holding lost
moments of gloom.
But
now, for you, up, up,
Crawl on to the summit,
Lift yourself up,
Stand,
breathe deep
Look around,
All before you takes
shape
Holds together.
