The Ten Fold Path

Gentle turns a path left fallow

By travelers whose hearts don’t feel.

But there are, in this world, those

Paths which by simply walking

Down them let us find and realize all of

Those hidden passions which once

Lay within their breast.

You can feel their love

Their hatred

Their joy

Their angst

And their sorrow swirls with the leaves

As jealousy crunches beneath your feet.

Each branch is a thought

Each leaf is a decision.

Every pathway tells a story to every

Thousand, and a thousand stories

To every individual.

I walked the ten fold path

And my heart set ablaze.

I ran the ten fold path and my lungs

Filled with tears.

I felt the ten fold path and my hands caressed

A thousand lovers.

I smelt the ten fold path and my heart

Swelled with anxiety.

I’ll live a thousand lives before I finish my own.

For the ten fold path

It told me so.

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