Journeying Down A Path That Opens Up As We Walk Poem by Anita Atina

Journeying down a path that opens up as we walk

Where will it take us, as we talk!


The mystique of our meeting beckons, invitingly

And we walk on, trustingly


Holding hands, under a clear blue sky

Through a verdant garden, that history stopped by


As eagles soar above, approvingly

We step towards each other, confidently


We barely know each other

But still feel close


As if words, and their meaning

Are wrapped in comforts fold


The sun made me luminous

And you a smouldering flame


Our eyes speak a language

Our souls seem to understand


The rules of the game fall by the wayside,

As we walk hand in hand.