Lonely Places
Amazing poetry shared by a talented writer.
the one conveying the most traffic
or claiming the shortest route,
nor the one boasting cloudless skies
and shimmering wildflowers,
or the one highlighted
in tourist guides,
promising glorious vistas
with high-end bistros
at the end of mountain hikes
that bring most joy to the heart.
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It is the modest,
gravelly, brush-lined trail
devoid of travelers, never
showcased by those striving
to become influencers on Instagram—
it is the unpretentious, quiet way
that breathes life into the shallow place
depleted by soul’s drought,
slowly revealing the trace
of light that once gleamed,
mouth pulled into gentle smile,
worry lines fading from anxious face.
Without effort these hidden roads
lift invisible loads from those stooped,
exchanging them for weightless
memories, dreams of what can yet be.
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She who finds a lonely path finds treasure.
Take me to places where shoes are scuffed
and laces…
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