(Photo: Na’ama Yehuda)
It was what she had always
Known
To heed.
A call essential for her
Soul
To feed.
Each hurdle met was but a
Step
To climb.
Paths she rose above as to
Learn
From time.
Her life.
Her loves.
Her lines.
For Sammi‘s Weekend Writing Prompt: Call in 41 words
Photo: Ofir Asif
He took the path in shadow, and it seemed he was forever chasing sunlight as it progressed across the crater faster than his feet could carry him.
Bone-dry tired as he was.
It was better, he supposed, to be in the shadow. He was, he knew, perilously close to collapse.
Still the sun called to him. The shimmer played a trick upon his eyes and he craved the light even as he knew to fear it.
He’d been crossing deserts for what felt like a millennia of a parched destiny.
In linear time it had not been even quite a week …
Since he took the path of shadow.
In life. In hope of refuge. In this.
The sun slunk lower, further elongating the darkened tide of baked dirt, spreading to gobble up the fast receding patch of light.
He’d need to make camp soon.
One time had been plenty to be taken by surprise.
He knew.
Shadow will not wait long to turn into pitch dark.
For Terri’s Sunday Stills: Path
Photo: Philip Coons
Which way does this road wind?
Where to goes the crack?
Do the rocks that line the path
Hold answers
Or hold back?
For the Which Way Photo Challenge
Photo: Amitai Asif
In the slowest hour of the night
She came in robes
Of dreams
To weave the nearest future
Into light.
She swished along the desert
Roads that only
Deepest yearnings
Take
And whispered:
It shall be.
You’ll find the path
To follow when you
Wake.
For the d’Verse challenge: Harbinger
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
Ancient stones
Tell a story
Of feet treading from
Light
To dark,
And the tunnel
Foreboding
As history
Left
Its mark.
For the Which Way Photo Challenge
Let the road
Take you home
Let the path
Call your spirit
Let the sky
Draw your eye
To the line
To the fairies
Do not fear
The dark road
Do not fret
Paths so endless
There are stairs
Up to heaven
There are rails
Bound for home
Let the road
Find direction
And a handhold —
Lean on
As the road
Marks your steps
Leads the way
Takes you home.
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