FOOTSTEP
Out through the hazy winter
My eyes went in search for the sun
Soon it was found
Hidden afar without it's blazing crown.
With my head low,
I walked away
For each step I took,
leaving a trail behind .
Just then,
I noticed the change in track.
From all the rushes to
A calm soothing breeze,
I was welcomed with a warmth to my Senses.
Chirping of birds in harmony with rustling leaves
Made me aware that
Where I am at
Is where I'm meant to be.
















