I Walk With You

Anonymous One,
I walk with You.
You lead me on this road.
It is a single road,
love walking a single road,
is a spirit that knows
the secret
of all roads.
Much trodden or not –
it doesn’t matter,
for the road need only
be a road of such love.
Even amid the clicking ice
of trees – and whipping wind –
I still walk with You,
I still carry the heart of spring.

Pleasure and doubt walk
another road
and even amid butterflies, breezes
and daisies lining the road,
the heart already carries
shades of winter.
Pleasure and doubt
not only count
the could have beens,
bemoan the countless
closed doors behind,
but do not live
the road they’re on.

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