I Walk Alone

Just a poem today.

I Walk Alone

I walk alone.

One set of fresh tracks

along the moist mountain trail.

No sounds

but the trees

whispering secrets to each other.

Their words

bring soft rain

that brushes against

my bare skin.

I pause to remember.

Not so long ago

when I'd lost my way.

It was dark.

So dark and cold.

Fear covered my skin like sweat.

And I fell off the path.

I had no strength

to get up

and make my way back

to the light and warmth.

I had little desire

to leave the dark abyss.

There simply

was nothing left.

One day became 10.

Then 30.

They had no end

nor beginning.

Then, after 4 months

you came down my path.

I'm not sure

how you saw me.

How you found me.

But you found

what I'd lost.

Gently, you picked me up.

You gave me courage, hope, and strength.

Holding my hand

you brought me back to the light.

For a short time,

you walked beside me,

catching me

when I started to fall.

You pointed out

things I'd forgotten

that brought healing.

But I was still scared.

Scared I wasn't strong enough

if I had to walk

the path alone again.

You assured I could.

You had faith in me.

And then

you took a different path.

A new form

of cold and darkness

stands tall in front of me.

I walk alone.