The Path

********************************** Walk their path, follow their trail, safe in the knowledge that you will not fail. Read all of their books, use all of their maps so you avoid the mistakes, bypass all of the traps. Because life’s far too short to risk any failure, to step in harm’s way, to succumb to danger. So stick to the paths where the streetlights are bright and avoid any roads that lead into the night You’re sure to stay safe, to avoid all the risk but… …you’ll miss a lot too, oh there’s SO much you’ll miss! Because just off the trail, in the midst of the woods are the things that make life an adventure that’s good. The sights and the sounds and the tastes, smells and touches The highs and the lows and the near-death brushes The successes the failures, the peaks and the troughs, the deepest of valleys, the high mountain tops The friends and the enemies you’ll meet on the way, some help you some hurt you, some stand in your way It won’t always be easy, not always plain sailing, to walk your own path means falling and failing Yet lying down there with your face in the dirt, alone with yourself (except the pain and the hurt) You’ll find for yourself the real person you are, the audacious, tenacious, hero, legend and star You’ll know for a fact that you’re one of the few who strayed from the path without a clue what to do That you cut your own path, that you went your own way and saw life in full colour instead of dull, boring grey And at the end of your days when your life’s weighed and measured, on the scales you’ll place memories, the richest of treasures And you’ll know without doubt, yes you’ll know for a fact, that the treasure you measure didn’t lie on the track You dared to be different the rest taunted an laughed, But you lived in the forests they knew only the path. ************************** For those who’re willing to get lost in the woods. Dare something worthy of who you REALLY are! Truth, joy and love Dax Moy