By chance we found the path less traveled
Wandering down it, enchanted we watched as reality unraveled.
Time stood still only we were moving
Lies and truth fought for honesty’s proving.
The birds were hushed the wind was still
Grass grew in the middle of the road as it slipped down hill.
Cotton wool clouds in an azure blue sky
Strangely empty not one bird up in it did fly.
Travelling on in the afternoons glow we felt the presence
Of those who before had passed the is way be they lord or peasants.
I felt as if I could reach out and touch them in some way
Not knowing whether it were they or us that were really here this day.
Shadows dancing on the ground as a gentle breeze rose up
The sound of bees buzzing as in the flowers the supped.
All was peaceful and gentle that day.
As we with long gone souls did travel that way.
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By chance we found the path less traveled
Wandering down it, enchanted we watched as reality unraveled.
Time stood still only we were moving
Lies and truth fought for honesty’s proving.
Jul 01, 2014 @ 21:42:13
Lovely poem and lovely music that I am listening to right now Willow.
Jul 01, 2014 @ 21:53:08
Thank you I am glad you enjoyed it !!
Jul 01, 2014 @ 21:52:45
Very nice – peaceful. What struck me at the end Willow was that as much as the people travelling the road over the eons had many reasons, some truth, some lies, no doubt some without knowing why, nonetheless the road itself was truth.
Jul 01, 2014 @ 21:55:03
That is very perceptive of you , the road is the straight and narrow! 😀 xx
Jul 01, 2014 @ 22:23:56
We share the path with many, just not always at the same time. I love the peacefulness of this. Whether it be truth or lies, it becomes much simpler to tell on this path. Away from the crazy hustle and bustle, truth seems a little clearer. Not as many places to hide from the truth or from ourselves.
Jul 02, 2014 @ 08:07:17
Yes Deborah life is the road and we share it with the past the present and the future. We all affect each other as you say we are the stuff of life each touching the other.
Jul 01, 2014 @ 22:30:20
Such a wonderful poem and beautiful music, Willow
Jul 02, 2014 @ 08:04:30
Thank you I am pleased you like it.
Jul 01, 2014 @ 22:37:13
Oh YES. This says it all, “Lies and truth fought for honesty’s proving.”
This is the sum of all of these parts. 😮
Jul 02, 2014 @ 08:03:51
Yes life is like this road. It all depends on how you behave and how you treat others. It is not the arriving but the travelling to that is important.xxx
Jul 02, 2014 @ 22:43:46
Indeed! ❤
Jul 03, 2014 @ 13:44:28
😀 xxx
Jul 02, 2014 @ 09:01:42
Great to have you as a co-traveller! Love the poem.
Jul 02, 2014 @ 16:48:52
Lovely to have you traveling along side me too!
Jul 03, 2014 @ 04:53:40
Love this thought “Not knowing whether it were they or us that were really here this day”
Such transcending of dimensions and concepts of reality versus illusion – thought provoking
Jul 03, 2014 @ 13:43:58
Yes I felt this too! So many souls all passing along the way at different times past present and future sometimes we must collide it would be impossibble not to!
Jul 04, 2014 @ 11:09:26
Stunning….as usual. 🙂
Jul 04, 2014 @ 18:57:10
Kate is that you, where have you been, I have missed you! ( Poetry and persistence)
Jul 05, 2014 @ 08:59:52
Yes, Willow – it’s me. I’m baaaack – though poetryandpersistence is no more. Hope you’ve been well! ❤
Jul 05, 2014 @ 10:24:01
Hi Kate so wonderful to see you back. I have missed you. Me I am still standing . I shall refollow you and catch up. Welcome back BIG HUGS ! xxxxx