“Many are stubborn in pursuit
of the path they have chosen, few in pursuit of the goal.” - FriedrichNietzsche
In the Midweek Motif this week, Poets United has the theme of “Path”. Contributors are requested to produce a poem that explores this theme.
In the Midweek Motif this week, Poets United has the theme of “Path”. Contributors are requested to produce a poem that explores this theme.
Here is my poem:
The Path
We make our own path in life
as we walk it,
And it will lead us where our
heart desires;
Once the first step is taken,
the die is cast
And we walk on until our lamp
expires.
We trudge through desert and
through jungle,
Our goal forever shining far
ahead;
It takes all of our courage,
strength, tenacity
To onward march, and firmly
tread.
The risks are many, dangers
lurk,
So many easier roads lead from
our goal away.
With purpose and determination
we choose
The rocky, winding path on
which we stay.
Many we’ll meet who try to
tempt us
With easy words, fool’s gold
and false rewards;
Our goal obscured, the forest
dark,
The night long, and yet we
march towards
What in our heart we know is
right and true.
We make our own path in life
as we walk it,
And what we hope is that at
its end
We find kindred spirits,
sister souls, our meed;
For in that blessed place,
eternity we’ll spend
And revel in a world all
bright and new.
