The Path, There and Back

Walk the path

There and back

Prayers tucked away in chest pockets

As sighs surround dawn lights that peek behind morning clouds

Knocks on doors travel past sign posts pointing west

And I should hear footsteps, but they are nowhere to be found

Yet I find solace in the silence of two branches, bound together by beads by the roadside, I kneel

A pile of fallen leaves warm inscribed names hidden beneath

I leave it there in its open hands before sunrise, I rise

And I walk the path

There and back

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