The Rigid Path

Once I was on a path, but then I looked down
I found my feet bleeding pustules bursting the ground malformed rigid and sharp with small smooth spots unrealistic for feet
I felt the dryness on my lips the absence of cold or warmth
I turned in panic looking for an answer and was met with desert and shadow
At first I turned from the shadow but a glimpse...LIGHT!!!
I see the light and start to feel warmth and cold I feel elated
As I follow the light I find myself dancing, the smooth concaves met with toe with ease
Once I came through the shadows divide in dance
My feet were met with grass,
My body caressed by wind, and when I looked up I found myself looking in, the stars twinkled the clouds swelled and rain began to spring forth; a river I could now see beckons, I spring forth and dive right in , my lips no longer dry my feet have been healed been cleansed, I am Alive!!!