Footprints in the Snow

Footprints in the Snow (3)

Footprints in the Snow (3)

Footprints in the Snow

A single set

A straight line

Up an embankment

Disappearing into the trees atop

I lit a cigarette

I stepped into the first

Footprint

My foot fit perfectly

I stepped into the second 

Footprint

My foot fit perfectly

I drew heavily on my cigarette

exhaling through my nose

It had Snowed yesterday

I began to wonder

How could the Footprints still be here?

Are they the same Footprints?

Where did they lead to?

What was beyond the tree line?

Was it some 

magical rendezvous place

or

a lonely, empty space?

Finality?

Perhaps

I drew heavily on my cigarette

exhaling through my nose

Was he or she still out there?

Will I find them?

Will they still be alive?

As far as My eyes could see

the Snow was undisturbed

except for that single set of

Footprints

that I was now following

I drew heavily on my cigarette

exhaling through my nose

I flicked the cigarette butt into the 

Snow

I did not watch

I followed the 

Footprints

up the embankment and into the trees

December 14, 2013