Safe Path

not a license for thorns
or skin being torn
and leaking
spilling
the lifeblood of happiness without control
- it's freedom I wish for you.

letting the mule pick the road
accepting she knows
is not the same as closing the eyes
boldly
while walking along it
knowing not what home she takes you to.

a balm
fresh and warm and green
safe
a road you can look at and know
instantly
not a branch will catch your clothes
and steps will succeed each other
with blades of grass caressing your toes
and earth supporting you
Earth supporting you and letting you know
what home you're going to
- it's freedom I wish for you
to have life and eyes wide open
and just smile.