Moonlight Path

There was a time I walked away from a disagreeable circumstance. I walked into a cold night, dressed for winter with boots on, leather jacket, long hair covered with a hat.

Not sure of the way home, I only knew that north would take me to the main road and then west would take me home. I walked miles under an unnamed moon.

I remember the crisp air, blue of the snow, ice crunching under my boots and how the light fell against the snowbound trees. I felt lost while finding my way home.

Blue freeze of winter

Beauty penetrates the night

Leads a path to home

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Moonlight Path

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