Come walk some distance with me ;
Come share the footprint of my shoes
For I’ve been with way before and
While I may not come this way again,
I see much more perils than your tender years can know
I see more twists and turns than you ;
For that is the weight of knowledge
I see more hazards than you
For my compass of many hoarded memories
Serve me little now , but may yet guide you
Come with me on this sojourn
For I’ve walked this route before you.
That is my burdon ; but it my be your liberation
For all my many scattered maps
May prepare us both as we go .
Come be with me for I tremble before the jagged turn
Before the unexpected edge ;
The hidden wintered side of the hill
For all my unshared wisdom is worthless here
As I , alone must leap into that bleak void ,
And the vast unknown
I’ll take your hand if you’ll hold it ,
But I also really need your help,
Where cliff edge drops so precipitously
And the hidden dark terrifies me
Like a child before the coming night
Come walk some distance with me
And let us for one single mile
Leave not two foot prints but the one .
Leave behind the rancour , taunt and idle pomp
Leave only the guiding map of a calm serenity
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Poem / Flash Fiction
Essay / Memoir
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