Alone,
I walked the path
before me.
One footprint at a time,
at times slipping on the icy path
other times falling most ungracefully
deciding whether to try again
I rested there
breathing in and out
I pushed myself to my feet yet again
The path awaited me
Fingers slipped
into my hand
my heart opened my eyes
the path before me transformed
Together we journeyed
sledding, cartwheeling, dancing
Our hearts smiling
I walked the path with love
hand in hand.
Namaste,
L and Muse
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