Where are you leading me?
The mist rolls in. The cold and rain accompanying it envelop me like a fisherman’s expertly cast net. The ascent continues. To where, I don’t know.
Only that your whisper, “follow me,” drives me onward.
But the climb besieges me. I think of the colleague and friend I just lost. I remember our last beer together, our last word exchanged in his classroom. Why him, when he was one of the best of us?
Nevertheless, there you wait. Again, I hear your whisper, “follow me.”
And so I do. By placing one foot in front of the other. Then doing it again, and again. Always, one step at a time.
a sudden break
in the clouds
For Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt: Watcher #writephoto
UPDATE: for dVerse Poets’ Tueday Poetics– Frustration and Heartbreak (pubtended by Frank Hubeney)