A new direction

The old paths are closed

So today we turn

In a new direction

We follow an unfamiliar path 

Through a darkened wood.

We may not see the way forward

But we know the path is there.

We seek a private place

To welcome the dawn

As we walk

we catch glimpses

of sunlight through trees

Observe a fractured light

Sense the gathering mist

and feel the pinch

of the season’s first frost

There’s comfort in the familiar

Yet living is refreshing, exploring is unknown

To reach any new place

We must walk

Through unfamiliar territory

The mist drifts away

The way forward is clearer

The day is just beginning

and there is plenty yet to do.

Remember

Remember a walk in development In the Autumn stillness a blackbird’s whistle echoes childhood voices and the crunch of broken glass while the steam from

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