I only follow the trees. I walk where the path leads me, away from the noises of the traffic, into the forest bordering the busy roads. The little bridges become my resting stops – taking in the surrounding peace, the music of the water passing below me, the occasional kid on the bike ringing his bell to warn the walkers. I often walk with music plugged in my ears but not when I enter such trails. these trails demand the respect and attention that we humans have stopped paying to nature, not without consequences though. So I walk; different days, different colors, different company but a single thought – I am blessed to be finally able to appreciate the beauty and the uses of being surrounded by nature.
holding hands, together
not knowing where the path led
love made me see stars
Inspired by Crimson’s Creative Challenge#34 and linked to Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Poetry challenge
It was becoming less frequent from an year but it still happened. One day he would be smiling at everyone and the next , he would be back to the hill. Sitting at the corner , he too knew he should not be this close to the mouth of the valley. Hell, he should not be here at all. But , this was a constant struggle in his head. Today, the call of the mountains won.
That’s when he saw a familiar figure walking towards him.
“What took you so long ? Another minute and I was walking away”
“The teashop owner told me you ordered two cups”
He did not know how, but his best friend was always there to take him out if his mood swings. He smiled as he was led back to sanity.
This is my 100(ish) word story for
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