The Arduous Journey

I was wandering barefoot in the snow What a journey I had to sow I knew this wasn’t something I would normal indulge in A strange kind of winter walk without a coat in the wind But I continued my lonely trudging anyway The skies where a dire dark gray Somehow although it felt cold it didn’t feel wet or unbearable Perhaps this was the end? Some kind of parable I was somewhere I didn’t want to roam My mission was clearly to find my way home Every passageway I strove to push through came up empty This was not the happy land of plenty Why couldn’t I find the end? Was there some impending trickery around the bend? I felt a strong frustration descend over me I saw the strange face of an unknown banshee Screams and tears plumed out of loss and shame I was repeatedly calling out my husband’s name Distorted, destroyed no one spoke Thank God it ended I woke Inspired by the “I dreamed contest”