Anthology

Cadence

Steps

Leading forward, upward, onward

One foot in front of another

An endless journey.

Weary, parched, hungry

Feet sore and blistered

Hands cracked and raw

Nails torn from climbing

Sheer cliffs.

The path behind

Shrouded, covered,

Curved and long and

Every turn memorized, every pass climbed

Scarred and broken on the rocks.

One foot down,

And again,

One after another,

Forever.

This golden brick road

Leads somewhere

Someday

It has to.