With Every Step, I Stop

Stop on the PathWalking upon the path,
I realized uncertain was the goal,
Distracted by what was lost within the fog.
Walking in wrong direction
Is something I hate to do— leads nowhere.

So I paused, realized my path is one of stopping,
Enjoying every moment, every step.
No matter what direction, I am walking home….
Arrive whether striding or sitting,
Held tenderly within the morning fog.

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