Topic: Morning Stroll
Morning Stroll
I read a secret message
While on my morning stroll
I wasn’t concentrating
As my mind began to roll
Looking all around me
At the sights of everyday
I found secret messages
In a hidden sort of way
A tree shaped like an arrow
Seemed to point me down a path
Past a beat-up signpost
Overdue for a bath
Then on through a tunnel
Made by trees together grown
Branches weaved while growing
Like a carpet that was sewn
Sloping down and curving round
The corner then the bend
Leading me into a place
A leaf blown by the wind
I walked on hesitantly
Unsure what may lay ahead
My mind did also wander
Full of wonder and of dread
Ivy-covered stone walls
And some stairs curling around
Moss upon each step I took
That rose out of the ground
Higher and still higher
I climbed out of the gloom
Opening back up again
A garden without a bloom
A gate upon the other side
Was open just a crack
Looking through the gate I saw
The way to lead me back
Back into the world, I left
A minute or two before
I strolled into that open gate
Eager for something more
...and yet a Washington Commanders fan (unless they change their name again) ...long story...HTT...C