Tuesday, January 01, 2013

pathway



Each pathway holds its secret; 
this conduit to the future, 
undisclosed, like the breath
of a coming year.
Tangled possibilities
and massed distractions surround
like squirrels scurrying through
with hungry agendas.
We will walk this way,
optimistic for the day
and journey’s rainbow end;
for there lies promise
unfulfilled
like a part completed crossword
or an anagram with letters
still to place.

2 comments:

Cecilia Marie Pulliam said...

Keith, I love the photo as well as the verse. Beautiful, really beautiful.

The Unknowngnome said...

Happy new year Keith.