Along the Pathway

Outlines of maple leaves

Crimson colors before they fall

Intricate detail of a fallen tree

Looked at through a black and white lens

Dusty paths that curve left

Destinations hidden behind trees

Rounding the corner looking ahead

Only to find a never-ending trail

Fires crackling

Flames dancing

They lure me in

My hands outstretched

Morning chill awakens me

Deep long breaths exhilarates me

My body aches

I still rise nevertheless

I refuse to stop now

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Originally posted June 12, 2015

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