It’s easy to lose it
And end up wandering
Or wondering
The shoes of my mind
Scattered
Like questions asked by a precious if not so precocious child
Why why why
Whispering like leaves caught underfoot
Who have no say
As to where they go
Running used to find it
Embody it
Relish in the discipline of it
Until the leaves got smashed
Surprisingly stuck to shoes
In my mind
Slipping
Scaring
Scarring
So that when it’s found again
(And it will be)
It will be changed
The path is the same
The leaves underfoot
The shoes
Now tied tight
As my breath
Held
Focus
Let go
And begin again.
Written in response to Pic and a Word Challenge #144.
©️iidorun 2018
I Do Run 
<smile> I love this.
There’s a sense to it, at least to me, of: the path seems not always clear, but clarity is not necessarily the point of being on it, or even seeking it when it is obscured. The point is to move forward, and to find a way, or make one, when no path is apparent.
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Yes! Your comment means so much especially as I am an admirer of your prose and photography. Thank you!
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Thank you, so much, for this wonderful uplift. =) ❤
You are so very welcome.
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