Walking through gray halls
My daughter and I look for a way out
Not yet frantic.
“There goes your old boss,” she says.
“He just went around that corner.”
“He must be presenting at the workshop,” I reply.
I coulda been a presenter.
But I wanted freedom.
Up ahead are steel doors.
We push through to the sunlight,
Take a left turn, and climb up out of concrete walls.
We can walk on the pavement and risk traffic
OrΒ walk on the path beside the road
Leading to narrow ledges
Beside dark pools with lily pads.
That wouldn’t be so hard,
knowing we’re good swimmers
In case we fall off.
So we choose the narrow path
Leading us along mountain overlooks
With steep drop offs – scary but beautiful.
We long for the mountains, my daughter and I.
There’s fence to keep us from falling over the edge.
But what if the fence ends?
…
(I’ve been fantasizing about a mountain home. Yet I don’t want to have to drive on twisty, steep roads.Β Freedom often asks for a certain amount of courage.Β Adventure calls!)
August 9, 2018 at 3:59 am
It is a blessing to hear the call of the mountains. I appreciate your choice to take the narrow road. Many blessings to you.
August 9, 2018 at 9:58 am
Thank you very much for this beautiful comment and the follow. Many blessings to you, also.
August 9, 2018 at 5:25 am
I be hesitant too since I am very afraid of steep and curving roads. But perhaps you can find a “tall hill and call that a mountain/. Sure would be safer.-I think!
August 9, 2018 at 9:47 am
Thanks for understanding, Yvonne. I have a feeling there’s something out there for me. Trying to trust the timing. π
August 9, 2018 at 10:41 am
Isn’t that the truth, JoAnna? ‘Freedom often asks for a certain amount of courage!’
I know you to be a woman of great strength who has faced her life head on…I’ve no doubt that you will rise to the task.
I love this poem with accompanying photos. Hope you are well, friend!
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August 9, 2018 at 5:58 pm
Thank you for this encouragement, Lorrie. We can rise to whatever tasks we choose when the time is right. Thinking of you and sending hugs. β€
August 9, 2018 at 2:55 pm
Beautiful poem JoAnna, Freedom certainly asks for courage. To overcome our own fears and to do
something unknown and new.
miriam
August 9, 2018 at 9:39 pm
Thank you, Miriam. Life is better with some adventure! π
August 10, 2018 at 4:23 pm
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August 11, 2018 at 6:32 am
Beautiful words, and I think its time for us all to listen to our inner promptings JoAnna… and let our fears subside… Freedom is what we are all of us seeking in one form or another.. LOVE and Light β€
August 11, 2018 at 8:54 pm
Thanks, Sue. I’m learning to listen. Love and Light. β€
August 12, 2018 at 5:13 am
Wonderful and WONDERFUL new logo image.. BIG smiles your way β€
August 13, 2018 at 10:01 pm
Smiling back! π β€
August 12, 2018 at 8:39 pm
I am also fascinated by the idea of a mountain home, if you get one; please do invite me π Hugs π
August 13, 2018 at 11:21 pm
π It’s fun to dream. And sometimes dreams come true!
August 15, 2018 at 2:58 am
Dreams do come true β€
August 15, 2018 at 2:15 pm
Yes! I have proof! π
August 14, 2018 at 8:28 pm
π¦ Beautiful Words. Wonderful post.
August 14, 2018 at 10:52 pm
Thank you!
August 19, 2018 at 1:11 pm
I am never dreaming of a mountain, but I appreciate them — and hope you get yours π
The writing here was beautiful, I loved the emotions coming and going as I read.
August 19, 2018 at 3:40 pm
Thanks, Joey. I’m glad you felt that way about the emotions and the writing. Your affirmation means a lot. Especially on this one which is dear to my heart. π