nirvana

the path often sought
but rarely found
full of slippery slopes and dark, twisty corners

yet i forge on

sometimes with eagerness
but often with quiet trepidation

easy to surrender to seductive whispers
turn back, turn back

i’m ashamed to admit
i want to

sometimes

yet i forge on

certain nirvana lies just ahead
past fallen, prickly branches and poison ivy

where robins whistle joyously
keep going, keep going

i forge on

watching fluffy clouds skip across the deep blue sky
a growing lightness in my step
and soul

at last i see it

Possibilities.