The Path I Walk
By Lisa Vihos – Sheboygan Poet Laureate
So kind
the way
it wends
its way
across the earth.
Submerged at times
and then, bone dry
always marking
a road for
my journey.
Spirit guide,
when by design
we chance to meet
in ancient grove
from grass
to stone
and then,
concrete.
In multi-colored
splendor, still
it speaks
its love
in rain,
in snow.
As above,
so below.
A pillow
for my feet,
a bed for my
shadow.
Note:
• First appeared in In Other Words: Poems by Wisconsin Poets in English and Chinese, 2020