2023-- A Mysterious Road

A brand new road turns up every year 

I travel with hopes of losing last year’s fear

The surroundings are familiar, though some landmarks have shifted

It feels some heavy burdens, at this turn, have been lifted

I travel with less baggage, feel lighter than before

I haven’t lost my longing, my desire to explore

The sun hits the pavement, in this moment I can’t see

That which lays before me is bathed in mystery. 

Poetry, Tricia Schwaba

Sketch, Elliott From