Walking along the narrow path through the mountains, we feel a soft breeze. Cautiously, looking over my shoulder from time to time, the journey seems much longer now that I know I must meet up with a huge challenge.
scanning high and low
even the clouds seem daunting
demons etched throughout
scanning high and low
sniffing the air around me
danger has a scent
even the clouds seem daunting
fear listens attentively
danger has a growl
demons etched throughout
imagination running wild
gets the best of me
©Tournesol’17/01/22
Tournesol dans un Jardin 