The path is mine

Alone

Each slab of concrete

Laid out before me

For me

Each hill, a push toward

Something greater

Every valley

A reward

Unwrapped gifts that promise

Treasures I cannot yet

Imagine

The steps glide forward

Not effortlessly

But purposefully

Unpacking the tightly hewn

Boulder I carry through life

Guilt, worry, fear

Dropped by the edge

Of tomorrow

Until, one morning

I will reach the core

Where grief hides pleasure

Protects it, nurtures it

My Magic

Found again

Burning away

Inside the engine

Of my curves

I feel it

Longing to be discovered

And so

I drive on

Pushing the sunrise ahead

In this thirty minute

Spell

The fire really never left

It was in me

All

Along