Where am I?
There are tracks that mostly go around my path,
but some go straight through.
Will the next one crush me?
I am far from home
far from those like me,
far from where I had purpose,
far from where I belong.

How I got here, I do not know.
Perhaps abandoned. Perhaps pushed. Misplaced.

Or is it
That I am not lost at all
But instead outside my comfort zone
Still capable of carrying
Forced to see beyond the tracks all around me
Asked to see the world in a new light
Invited to a journey I never imagined
and a life beyond my past experiences.


Photo of lost shopping cart in a snow storm..
Photo copyright 2018 by Danny N. Schweers.
Text copyright 2018 by Maryann Younger.

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