A thousand steps, walking a crooked fence.
Where's the revalance, for my feet to transport such restlessness.
What's in sight, as I walk not knowing where I'm going.
Can't even see the light.
One thousand steps isn't long, just short of a mile. It's an eternity, in my mind can't waste any time.
I'd rather take a flight, and sore like a kite. Have to take these steps, haven't made it there yet. Wondering what I will find. " hoping for peace of mind". I'm not alone, these steps I cannot call my own.
Guidance is protecting me, as others take these steps with me.
Behold it's that crooked fence, staring back at me. I walked a thousand steps, how could this be? To come back to this crooked fence...why? What's it telling me?
" it's the story of my life". I've made it with strength and strive. Through all its curves and bends. A symbol of the past, & present to be.
A thousand steps, walking a crooked fence, has changed me....internally.