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The Road to life



I took a step
Not knowing what to expect
Like every first journey, l knew l had to take it
An opportunity it is to pursue.

I took a step
To a whole new dimension
Fear hugged me like a drench of sweat
My legs trembled, my toes froze
A paraesthesia travelled through the arch of my foot.

I took a step
The sun stood still and beamed at my feet
The birds stopped chirping
I think l heard echoes in the wind
The air smelt lucid, time stopped, if not but just for a moment.

I took a step
First of many steps l have ever taken
Each an answer to another
‘A journey of a thousand miles begins with one step’
My road to my destiny, a journey of self-discovery.

I took a step
‘O Camino de Satiago’ The way of Saint James
Any form of growth, is what I expected
Spiritual, emotional, Physical…
It didn’t matter!
I needed to take the step.

I took a step
Not looking back to back to past glory and shame
A whole blank chapter was all l saw
To re-write my story the way l wanted
No fear, no doubts or limits.

I took a step
Knowing it was my last
Integrity no despair
To my savior l longed for
For the end of my journey had reached.



Comments

Unknown said…
A whole blank chapter was all l saw
To re-write my story the way l wanted....BEST LINE😊
Anonymous said…
some poems are author's soliloquy, the reader is left to admire without connection but for the connection of the index finger and the cheek.

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