LET THE STONES LEAD YOU HOME

1500 miles
From home. You must keep walking.
Your day is not done.

Wild river ahead.
Tread carefully; slippery stones
Can drown you. Beware.

Empty moors for miles.
It always rains here. Cinch your
hood tight.  Keep walking.

Rest upon this stone.
Your feet are weary and sore.
Then, begin again.

Evening comes on
Swift’s wings. You will soon be home.
Do not falter now.

Sara L. Uckelman
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