Along the Way
“Take my hand, Lucy, I will show you the way.”
And I’m falling.
Fiery reds and metallic golds crumble under heavy steps,
Between the burnt orange skies and brisk, dark mornings.
She shows me I can be stronger, braver, faster.
We are fierce monsters in a brittle world, running
From a bleeding sun promising glorious warm evenings
Towards the cold that bites
“Take my hand, Lucy, we’ll get through this.”
And I’m slipping.
The cold crisp breath hangs on the air in a choking gasp
And every footstep is dangerous, cautious, ready to crack.
But he keeps me steady, he clears my path and leads my way.
We are bold survivors in the dying world, skating
Past the dark angels imprinted on pure white snow
Onto bursting blue skies
“Take my paw, Lucy, we’re almost there!”
And I’m flying.
Lush green hills stretch across the endless blue horizon
As the land grows and everything is softer, warmer, brighter.