THE JOURNEY

MERHABA MY FRIENDS

Sturdy under foot, the path snakes it`s way forward,
guiding my boots that leave no trail, straddled by
leaf less trees on either side, as white clouds chasing
the horizon and a glimpse of blue as the sun shines
through. The sound of birds hoping from tree to tree,
and the light sound of a trickling stream, as i follow
the endless path onwards. The whoosh of a cycle as it
darts past, disturbing the stillness for a fleeting moment,
it disappears into the distance as i turn my face around.
just in time to see a red light flashing, i hear a clicking
sound, as the camera bleeps, another photograph
for me to keep.

TURK ;)