the path

in the midst of
a thingstodo kind of day
i get lost
i get lost in myself
in the forest of random thought
from a path of effort
watch as a glimpse of red
pulls me deep and away
back to the main again
only to be drawn by song
to the welcome shelter
of away branches
beneath a lost canopy
green and amnesia-inducing sleep…
while the path,
the path is ever present

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