I stare helplessly out the window
how I ended up on this
indescribable, unfulfilling path
that I am on.
In the distance,
I see a the forest begin to grow
rapidly, and thicker
as the minutes pass.
I am being blinded by its
fierce, yet somewhat lovely change
and curiosity is overtaking
I fear that I am being
blocked, covered by
the trees expansion
and that it is nearing me.
I want to run towards it
to see what its meaning is.
But at the same time,
I am fully aware of what it
I am blocked, paralyzed
by not having a direction,
by not following my heart.
The forest is there to remind me
how quickly we can be smothered
by what we feel we must do, instead
of what we truly
The reality of trying to navigate
through the thick brush of trees, etc.,
creates a harder
and longer path to follow
before coming out
on the other side of the forest,
and seeing the truth.
So as I look out to the distance,
I put my hand over my eyes,
close them, rub them once and
open them again.
This time, I see a forest,
but one where the sun is shining through the trees.
A small but inviting narrow path calling out to me.
As I walk out the door and toward the forest,
I am no longer lost, but awaiting an adventure.
@Lisa Kilinc 2015