Path To Life

No flowers bloom near faded grass
As feet have treaded, worn and bare
A route so made, a natural path
To where it goes, I don’t know where
But yet, I wander, seek, explore
Just where will feet permit me, though?
I don’t know much, but do seek more
With hopes that soon I sure will know
A clearing there among the trees
While breath of sunshine holds its place
Such wonder there, that seems to please
For now’s a smile upon my face
I’ve wandered to the land of peace
To rest eternal, soul released
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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August 1, 2009 at 4:05 PM
Very well written. The ending was a surprise. The flow was well done and the imagery was beautiful. This walk through life to the ends peace was gently stated and yet elegant.
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September 26, 2008 at 4:51 AM
lovely lilting language in this poem Michael...I especially like the way you lead the reader to 'the land of peace' I have only one problem....in UK English 'treaded' isn't a word..is it common in USA?
Johnson Jr Avatar
September 16, 2008 at 12:00 PM
i love this and great sense of styling also
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September 14, 2008 at 5:13 AM
Ah, so peaceful, and liberating! A very well written rhyme, with a beautiful message, loved it, Kristin
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