My bare feet were already bruised
from walking for what seemed an eternity on that rocky path
For the long while I saw the seasons change;
the leaves lost their color and were kissed with honey
and the frost then came to blanket the way
By then, my feet were frozen and numb,
the chill preventing me to overcome
the fear of waiting for spring
Spring, when everything is reborn
when nothing can resist the change,
what I feared the most,
All the while, the road was long,
it stretched through time,
as far as the eye could see,
it went on into the future, far beyond my reach
I smirked at the thought
that I couldn’t touch what was to come
but I was on my way there…
And I needed sandals…
What a lonely stretch of road it was
until I came to a fork
Perplexed, I looked for an answer
because I thought I was meant to walk forever,
in one direction,
through the stations of change
and not take part ever
“Which way then?”
Both paths looked the same
like a reflection of itself
After all this time,
a change that wouldn’t come and now appeared
a change that didn’t really look like a change
and yet there it was
Minutes, hours, days…
I did not move
And then I realized, I smirked,
because no matter which path I would take,
it would mean that nothing would be the same again
So, I took one step and then another…
with my sandals tightly strapped on



Carolina, Puerto Rico

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When you let things turn to monotony, you tend to treat even the slight difference as an amazing thing. I think no one should ever fall into monotony.

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  • Lisa  Jewell
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