Walking This Beaten Path

We walk this path together, you and I…

through warm spring breeze and sunburned summer days

in autumn wind while yellow grasses sway;

through winter’s frost beneath a gray-green sky.

Our footsteps pad in time—a metronome,

while carefully we tread familiar trail—

past up-heaved slabs that threaten to curtail;

with intimate awareness of each stone.

It’s surely not smoothness of the road

nor bright clear days we know will never last;

but through this partnership that we hold fast—

that helps to balance life’s uncertain load.

I listen to each footfall on the stone;

our syncopated rhythm beats as one.

© Ginny Brannan 2013
Shared at The Mag #188--image provided by Tess Kincaid.

Image by Mark Haley for The Mag

Sharing at d'Verse Poets Open Link Night #116