pathless
pathless
first a footpath, trod
for decades
a seeing
fingersnap, change
the way vanishes
purpose flees
leaving me unsettled
without direction
yet my feet still walk
a pathless path
through woods
with gentle light playing
walking is what feet do
no bearing needed
Love that last line! Nicely done, Amrita!
Beautiful. If feet could talk.☺️ this might be what they would say.