Saturday, July 3, 2010

Passage


Cades Cove, Smokey Mountains, Tennessee, USA


Pathways into blue skies
Beckon unknown destinations
Memories guide the journey
Like a soft, heartfelt melody
Within a brown-green ribbon
Touching the ground

Emotions given freely
From the heart also travel
Flowing between us
From loves tethered bond
Binding our journey
Within the forest of life

There’s a path that’s taken
A fork speaks in riddles
As divergence from clarity
Staring toward the future
Indecision seems to languish
On anxious tiptoes

Into the fading distance
The choice that’s made
And the path less traveled.
The assurance of what is
Surrounding an unknown embrace
The doubts of what could have been


OSI#123: Roads

16 comments:

Harshad mehta said...

What could have been!

Question always remain. Very well put in words.

Greyscale Territory said...

Like the idea of memories guiding journeys! Some beautiful thoughts!

Rinkly Rimes said...

Both the picture and the poem lead us ever onward.

anthonynorth said...

The onward march of life. Nicely expressed.

Sweetest in the Gale said...

Life moves forward, and you expressed this so tenderly. Beautiful poem!

Ramesh Sood said...

Pathways into blue skies
Beckon unknown destinations..

What beautiful start of the journey, this! I loved the poem..

SandyCarlson said...

These days those doubts engulf me. This poem gives me hope. Thanks.

lissa said...

you've captured all the emotions & feelings of life - there is no guarantees and we'll always have doubts along the road of life

Tammie Lee said...

what could have been
and
what will be
eternally asked questions
well written sir

Amity said...

Wonderful journey Rob...beautifully penned thoughts!

The fork along the path is what makes it an exciting journey...

JP/deb said...

the melody of memories ... our lives are music.

lovely,
JP/deb

Patti said...

Ah what could have been or might have been as well...one never knows on that journey where there is a fork and another path. That is where I am now- very bittersweet.

Tumblewords: said...

The eternal question: what if? Amazing how one always wonders what the other path might have been like. Pensive words.

Pearl said...

"There’s a path that’s taken
A fork speaks in riddles"

spoke most to me.

Kathiesbirds said...

I think our minds wandered down the same road with this prompt! You colored in a few more lines than I did! Very nice.

SandyCarlson said...

So good....