The Long Road Here
When the road
diverged in the wood
and I took the
one less traveled,
Did I know then
of the winding, windy trail
the mountains to climb
the crevasses to pass
the alleyways, the demons
the drifts?
Did I know that the heart aches
that the path to growth
is not easy
that the path to joy
can begin by going down hill?
Did I know that the
road is long
the depths are deep, the
waves are strong
the mist is mighty?
And if I did
would I have taken that path?
And if I didn't
would joy have forever
eluded me?
©2007 Sherrie Lovler